HEGAN. But how can they write the decision?
GRIMES. They'll adopt the minority opinion.
HEGAN. Oh! I see!
[Chuckles.]
GRIMES. You be ready.
MEGAN. Trust me! I'll have to go in now.
GRIMES. It'll be a great killing. Old Murdock has plunged up to his neck!
HEGAN. I know! We'll lay them flat. I'll get ready. [Rises.] Old Porter! Think of it! When did you see him?
GRIMES. Last night.
HEGAN. I see. I'll be with you.