(Mrs. Eppingwell and Capt. Eppingwell come forward to stove and warm their hands.)
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
(Continuing conversation.)
Perhaps Freda doesn't know about Flossie. I always thought her a good girl at heart.
MRS. EPPINGWELL
Why this haste then? Why are they running away to-night instead of to-morrow as they had planned? They must have received information somehow, even before the mail carrier arrived. (Enter Mail Carrier from left.)
And look how she captured the mail carrier at once, and for one thing, I know, to learn Flossie's whereabouts.
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
Here he is now. Let's ask him.
(Beckons Mail Carrier over to him.)