Mr. L. That’s all imagination. It is simply impossible that any one could get in, under the circumstances.
A. R. (in a high tone). What! Do you mean to insinuate that I don’t know what I’m talking about? I guess I haven’t lost the use of any of my faculties yet. And I saw him with my own eyes.
Mr. L. Don’t get disturbed, Rachel. We can easily learn whether there is any one there or not. I will go myself and see.
Mrs. L. Don’t go, Alfred. If there is a man there, of course he is armed. What could you do to protect yourself against the assault of a desperate man, and one well armed too? Take my advice and call a policeman.
Mr. L. Well, perhaps that would be a better way. (Starts to go out, L.)
Mrs. L. But what shall we do? We can’t be left alone. He might murder us all and escape before you got back.
Mr. L. That is true.
Mrs. L. Why can’t we arm ourselves, and all go, in a body? There wouldn’t be much chance for him to escape, and we could, all together, overpower him.
Mr. L. Very well. I’ll take the carving-knife. (Takes it from, table.)
Mrs. L. I’ll take the poker. (Takes it.)