Bendish:
I don't know. Shall I see?
Cadwell:
See. At this hour I won't wait on anyone.
(Bendish goes to the door and after an instant returns)
Bendish:
They ask to speak to you and they want to know if you are alone.
Cadwell:
Who is this fellow?
Bendish:
He won't say. I've never seen him before.
Cadwell:
His name?
Bendish: He won't say. Send him off, sir. For fear of a mischance. He doesn't look right.
Cadwell:
You say that you've never seen him before?
Bendish: Right. But his mysterious demeanor, a pushed down hat, a cape that hides his nose—how the devil can I tell?