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Act IV.]
SHERLOCK HOLMES.
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for one moment, I'll have a look at you! (Crosses to L. end of cabinet as if to look for instrument.)

(Madge, just as doctor is at L., not before, advances near to the old gentleman up C., looking at him closely. She suddenly seems to be satisfied of something, backs away from C. to L., turning at up L.C., and reaching out as if to get to the window L. and give signal, then coming face to face with Watson as he turns and smiling pleasantly at him. Bus. with glove. She begins to glide down stage, making a sweep around toward door on R. side as if to get out. She shows by her expression that she has recognized Holmes, but is instantly herself again, thinking possibly that Holmes is watching her, and she wishes to evade suspicion regarding her determination to get off at door R. Quick as a flash the old gentleman springs to the door down R., and stands facing her. She stops suddenly on finding him facing her, then wheels quickly about and goes rapidly across toward window down L.)

Holmes (sharp). Don't let her get to that window.

(Watson, who had moved up a little above windows on L., instantly springs before the windows. Madge stops on being headed off in that direction.)

Watson. Is that you, Holmes?

(Madge stands motionless near L.C.)

Holmes. Quite so. (Takes off his wig, etc.)

Watson. What do you want me to do?

Holmes (easily). That's all, you've done it. Don't do anything more just now.

(Madge gives a sharp look at them, then goes very slowly for a few steps to C., and suddenly turns and makes dash for door up C.)

Watson. Look out, Holmes! She can get out that way. (A step or two up.)

(Madge runs off at door up C. Holmes is unmoved.)

Holmes. I don't think so. (Saunters over to above Watson's desk.) Well, well, what remarkable weather we're having, doctor, eh? (Suddenly seeing cigarettes on desk.) Ah! I'm glad to see that you keep a few prescriptions carefully done up. (Picks up a cigarette and sits on desk.) Good for the nerves! (Holmes finds matches and lights cigarette.) Have you ever observed, Watson, that those people are always making——

(Enter the Driver at door up C.)

Forman (speaking at once—so as to break in on Holmes). I've got her, sir!

(Very brief pause.)