Landlady (suspiciously). Well now, that's all right, but I have to have my rent. I have to pay the agent for this house. If you can't pay me, I have to ask you to move.
Peggy. Oh, surely you wouldn't do that!
Landlady. Why wouldn't I?
Peggy. Don't you see how it would be in the play? You'd be hard and unmerciful.
Will. Everybody would dislike you!
Peggy. Think how ashamed you'd feel—before a whole theatre full of people every night!
Will. You see, you must live up to the character we've imagined.
Landlady. Well, for the land's sake! (Overcome by curiosity.) When is this to be played?
Will. Just as soon as I can get it done.
Landlady. Well, don't be too long. I'd like to help you, but I need my money as much as anybody. (Grinning.) Well, now, ain't that cute! In a play! Well, good luck to you! I'm sorry I interrupted you, I hope it'll be all right. Good-evening.