Wheeler. (within) All right, I must be off.
Mrs. D. He is coming out. Nellie, pet, (Nellie runs to her) please run down to the corner, (points off R.) and see that no one comes this way for a few moments. (Exit Nellie, R. 1 E., Mrs. D. follows her until she reaches L. C. behind door in flat where she remains standing)
Wheeler. (opening door slightly) Good night. (passes out and starts toward L. 1 E.)
Mrs. D. (slightly advancing) George! Husband!
Wheeler. (starts; turning quickly, recognizes Mrs. D.) What! you here?
Mrs. D. (tremulously) Yes, but why that frown? (pleadingly) Oh, George, you are not sorry to see me, are you?
Wheeler. (evasively) What brought you here?
Mrs. D. The desire to find you—to be with my husband.
Wheeler. (coldly) Now that you have found him, what do you propose doing?