Dunn. (perplexed) Whose sister?
Corn. Mifton’s sister, whom I met at Cambridge. (goes R.)
Dunn. (aside) He’s on the wrong tack; Heavens! What a pitfall I nearly fell into! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Dunn goes up C., laughing heartily.
Corn. (meeting Dunn up C.) Don’t laugh! Don’t laugh! I tell you——
Dunn. It’s too bad Corney, to let you indulge in all this unnecessary worry, but your fears are quite groundless. The new Governess, Madeline Mifton, never heard of you till last evening.
Corn. I know better, Peter! She came here in her sister’s interest, to hunt me down.
Dunn. Nothing of the kind.
Corn. I tell you I learnt, on the best of authority, that Madeline Mifton would certainly come here for the purpose of going for me. (crosses L.)
Dunn. (dropping into chair R. E.) Great goodness! I’m forgetting she will be here. The new Governess, and what will happen then? What will happen then?