MRS. EPPINGWELL
Come, come, Archie, a truce to fooling. Besides, you can't fool me anyway. Did you get the dogs off?
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
(In natural voice.)
Promptly, and with the one-eyed man. Also a spare man to come back post-haste and let us know their progress.
MRS. EPPINGWELL
Then when should Flossie arrive?
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
We figured it out. Barring accidents, or the unusual, she'll be here by eleven-thirty—at any rate, not later than midnight.