Peale. (Rises) But why the foreign stuff?
Countess. Well, I can talk good French—but my English is punk. (Sits on desk)
Rodney. You won’t say anything now?
Countess. No, I don’t hit a fellow when he’s down. Anyhow, we’re all in the same class. Three fakes.
Peale. She has spilled the beans.
Rodney. Great Scott! And McChesney has our check for $2,500.
Peale. (To Rodney) Gee! We will just have to get that $2,500 from Ellery.
Rodney. What’s happened to Ellery? Let’s find him. (They start for door R.)
Peale. If he falls down on us——