Horace. And there’s your cab. Sublime Providence!
Aunt. Did the gentleman come himself?
Bella. Yes, ma’m. He is waiting in the hall.
(Minnie looks over letter.)
Aunt. Show him in at once here.
Horace. Don’t bring him in here. He can stay in the hall.
Aunt. Certainly not. Show him in here, Bella.
(Exit Bella R.)
Horace. Well, who is my blessed preserver?