New. Have a care, madam; I am too dangerous to trifle with. Let me pass! No woman shall stand in my way! (Tries to take her from door by force; Roger enters, takes Newcomb by shoulder and turns him round.)
Roger. What are you trying to do, sir?
New. Roger Carruth! You here?
Roger. Yes, I am here.
Ruth. He wishes to hold a private interview with the colonel, and I object.
Roger. Pete, tell your master I would like to see him here.
Pete. Yas, massa. (Aside.) Golly, tribulations am a-comin'. Massa Newcomb wish he were a deader.
[Exit, L.
New. Mr. Carruth, this interview is for the colonel alone.
Roger. Sorry, Newcomb, but as I take an active interest in your welfare, you must submit to my presence.