Potts. You see, we knew it all the time, but just how and when Roger was to square it with Newcomb was beyond our knowledge. You ought to have been there—just a jolly row. When Roger threw off his disguise, you should have seen Newcomb's face. Old Nick himself could not have looked more insane.
Dor. Then the plot I overheard was no news to Roger?
Potts. No, for under the disguise of Gibbs he held that interview with Newcomb.
Dor. Right in this room, and I didn't know it. Well, I never! But isn't it just glorious, Pinky. How did Roger escape arrest?
Potts. Hard as it was for the colonel to believe Newcomb guilty, he, of course, took Roger's side. Newcomb tried a game of bluff, but it didn't work. He is at large, but we are only waiting for some new development. It will come, and with it the downfall of Newcomb.
Dor. He richly deserves it. Think of the wrong he has done Roger.
Potts (taking both her hands). Your faith and devotion to Roger have just made me hungry. I want some one to have faith in me, too. Now, don't breathe it, but I've just “gone and done” it myself.
Dor. Pinky, what do you mean? You are in love with a girl?
Potts. Why, of course. You would not have me fall in love with a spinster of many summers, would you? Guess who it is.