MR. BEN DIXON.
(Looking about.) You haven't seen my spectacles anywhere, have you, Ted?
TED MORRIS.
No, Mr. Ben Dixon. Did you leave them here?
MR. BEN DIXON.
Yes, I wish you'd look on the garden seat. I may have left them there. Do you mind?
TED MORRIS.
Oh, certainly. (Goes out through window. Ben Dixon hastily darts to chair and, moving cushion, finds paper.)
MR. BEN DIXON.
(Seizing it with a cry of joy.) Ah! So it was here all the time. Theo must have slipped it there when he heard Bella coming. What a bit of luck. They've none of them seen it. (Looking at it) Oh, it is like me. If I could only disguise myself for a little while, till——