Grunts as he turns down his lantern, which is smoking.
I guess not very.
The hall door again opens, and Rhoda Williams, a girl of twenty, enters, with Annie Beeler, a child of ten. Rhoda is running, with Annie in laughing pursuit.
Rhoda.
Taking refuge behind the table.
King's X!
Annie.
Catching her.
You didn't have your fingers crossed.
Rhoda.