She nods. Both start, as at a sound.
83—Hall. Gas-lit.
"Cop" bounding up the stairs.
84—Ella's room. Gas-lit.
Bill in terror. Florence sees the abject fear in his eyes, and the tenderness and protective sympathy of her nature are instantly roused. Dropping the gun in a table drawer, and sitting down, she motions Bill to sit opposite, and command himself. She picks up needlework, and proceeds to chat with Bill as unconcernedly as if he were a constant visitor at the place.
85—Outside the door of Ella's room. Gas light in room; dimmer light in hall.
The "cop" comes softly to door, listens, and then pushes door quietly inward.
86—Ella's room. Gas-lit.
As the police officer opens the door and looks in, Florence is quietly sewing, and Bill is leaning back, at his ease, though it is an effort for him to be unconcerned. He is smoking. The officer hesitates. Hold suspense of situation.