adapted byARTHUR SHIRLEYfromLES TROIS CHAPEAUXBy Hennequin
shop in Bond street and I pass most of my time in purchasing her stock in trade. This sort of thing can't go on much longer!
SEL. (re-entering, R. U. E.). What! Not gone yet? Suppose my wife were to return or that Tompkins should turn up.
FRED (protesting). That's all very well, but----?
SEL. There's no time for "butting" now!
FRED. Damn it! You don't want me to go without a coat, do you? (He places on the escritoire the hat that SELWYN had given him and goes off into his room, L. 2 E.)
SEL. (speaking to him off). Do make haste, there's a good fellow! (Aside.) I knew he wouldn't be ungrateful. I knew that he wouldn't forget that I had saved his life, no, I mean that he had saved mine! (Calling off, L.) Ain't you ready? (Aside.) He shall be repaid for this! One of these days. I shall be able to grasp him by the hand and say--(calling off.) What the devil are you doing?
Re-enter FRED, L. 2 E.
FRED. Don't shout! Here I am!<