Dunn. (speaking as he enters from room R.) How de do, Tompkins, (Innings going towards Dunn) why, it’s Innings! (Dunn down to couch) I thought you said Mr. Tompkins was here.
Corn. He is here.
Dunn. Where?
Corn. There! (indicating hall off C.) How you do worry, Peter!
Corney and Innings exit into dining-room R., as Tompkins enters L. C.; Dunn rises and meets him C.
Tomp. Let me thank you, Mr. Dunn, for taking such particular care of my treasure. It was most considerate of you to bring it into your own house.
Tompkins posing L. C.
Dunn. (R. C.) Not at all! I was anxious to have it unpacked, just to make sure it hadn’t suffered in shipment.
Tomp. (enthusiastically—taking off gloves) Ah! you thought of the centuries that beautiful form had retained its completeness, without damage or disfigurement, and were impressed with a tender, almost loving, care.