Inn. (looking at watch) Oh, well, they won’t be long, it’s close upon eleven. (sits on sofa R.)
Mary. I will turn up the lamp, Sir, I thought the Master was here.
Mary turns up lamp; lights full on.
Inn. They’d have stretched a point and taken me with them, but for that confounded Helen. Perhaps they’re walking, it’s a beautiful night.
Dunn enters C. and R. down stairs.
Dunn. (worried and anxious—down C.) Ah! that’s right, Mary, let’s have a light on the subject—(starts at seeing Innings) Back before them, eh Innings? But they can’t be long—it’s so hot, so late—what’s that—is not that a carriage?
Mary. No, Sir!
Dunn. (L .C.) I said not—I said not—don’t argue, Mary; don’t argue—(has got near table, takes up empty water jug and empty glass) Why have you no water here? How can I be expected to wash—drink—if you have no water (loud knock—Mary frightened of him rushes round front of table to R.)
Dunn backs to centre; he keeps water jug and glass until end of act.