JOHN (crossing L.). You shall—you shall. He shan’t leave the room. And when he’s not talking I’ll get him to sing.
(Exit PAMELA briskly L.)
(Turning to TULLY.) Go and let Mamie in as quickly as you can—show her in here—then stand by that door and don’t let anyone else in on any account—and sing—just through the key-hole. It’ll keep Mrs. Ayers quiet.
TULLY (crossing to door L.). You won’t leave me alone with Miss Fluffie Scott again, will you?
JOHN. I’ll get rid of her as soon as ever I can. Go and let her in quickly.
(TULLY runs out of door L.)
(JOHN holds the door open looking off—a moment and MAMIE hurries in.)
Come along, Mamie.
(JOHN shuts door, forgetting all about TULLY, and catches TULLY’S arm in the door. TULLY gives a yell of pain, waggling his hurt fingers.)
Oh, sorry old man, I forgot!