GREEN. Hush, Betsy, nothing can shock him now; I confide the secret to your faithful bosom—he’s dead!
BETSY. Dead! you havn’t gone and shot him too—poor fellow!
GREEN. (solemnly) Betsy, we have all our destinies! it’s my fate to be an involuntary monster. I’m pursued by a female demon! (MRS. G. assuming the voice of the Countess, and speaking inside, R.)
MRS. G. (inside) Grinfeench! Grinfeench!
GREEN. Ha! she’s there again—the Countess—the demon—she calls me! (crosses to door, R., and locks it) Ah! I’ve locked her in, and now to bolt to the antipodes! (a loud knocking at door, 3 E. L.) What’s that?
OFFICER. (outside) Open in the name of the law!
GREEN. The law! Then it’s all over with me!—open the door, Betsy! (BETSY opens the door, 3 E. L.)
Enter a GENDARME, 3 E. L.
OFF. Your name is Greenfinch?
GREEN. Gregory Greenfinch is my name, England is my nation——