Bill. An old man—in an automobile!
Will. You don't mean it, Bill?
Bill. He got out and asked my name. Then he asked me if I'd like to go for a ride. I remembered what you'd told me about kidnappers. So I ran upstairs.
Peggy (staring at Will). Do you suppose it could be—
Will. I'll go and see. (The bell rings Left; He stops).
Bill. It's the old man! He's after me! (Shrinks behind, Peggy).
Will. We'll see. (Opens door. Dad stands in entrance).
Bill (whispers). The old man!
Dad (enters without a word; looks about). Well, young fellow! So this is where you live!
Will (in a low voice). Yes, Dad.