Jarvis. This room was probably used as a banquet hall.
Rusty. (Gathering up few pieces of table and taking them to fireplace, puts them on fire; looks up) Yeah—when we goin' to eat?
Jarvis. Not till we have finished this job.
Rusty. (Putting pieces of table on fire—still at fireplace, back to audience) Tuesday—Wednesday—Thursday—— Ah can't wait no longer than Saturday. (Strikes match and lights fire. Glow from fire.)
Jarvis. (Runs up steps at back, looking left) That way leads through those two long rooms to the postern gate.
Rusty. (Looking up) That's where that black thing followed me. (Crosses to Jarvis l.c. slowly.)
Jarvis. Well, a black thing followed me, treading on my heels every step I've taken.
Rusty. Oh, I couldn't see where I was steppin'.
Jarvis. (Looking about) That goes to the Armory.
Rusty. (l.c. Jarvis on steps) Ah seen eyes in there, and a cold, grimy, green, slimy smell in there. Ain't that where that broad-faced bird flew at me and I fell down them slippery stairs?