Garside's Career: A Comedy in Four Acts

by Harold Brighouse

Mrs. G. Well, we'll see. Open the door and call her in.

[O'Callagan opens door and calls off.

O'Cal. Will you come in, Miss Shawcross?

[Enter Margaret in a plain winter costume with a cheap fur round her neck.

O'Cal. (in her ear as she passes him). It's all right.

[He closes door, Margaret crosses to Mrs. Garside.

Mar. (anxiously—waiving ceremony). How is he, Mrs. Garside?

Mrs. G. (turning from her to O'Callagan). Bring him down, Denis, you know the way. (O'Callagan crosses and exit r. Mrs. Garside faces Margaret.) We'll understand each other first. You're here on sufferance. I've let you in same as I would a doctor, because O'Callagan thinks there's a chance you'll cure Peter. We're strangers till you've done it.

Mar. I understand. Thank you for letting me come. How is he?

Mrs. G. He's like to die because he doesn't want to live.