Holmes. From where?
BiLLy. The house across the street; he was in there a-watchin' these windows. He must 'ave seen something, for just come out (Breathlessly R.C.) There was a cab waitin' in the street for the doctor—and he's changed places with the driver.
Holmes. Where did the driver go?
Billy. He slunk away in the dark, sir, but he ain't gone far, an' there's two or three more 'angin' about.
Holmes (slight motion of the head towards Forman). Ah—another driver to-night.
Billy. They're all in it, sir, an' a-layin' to get you in that cab w'en you come out, sir! But don't you do it, sir!
Holmes. On the contrary, sir, I'll have that new driver in here, sir! Get out again quick, Billy, and keep your eyes on him!
Billy (R.). Yes, sir—thank you, sir! (Exit at door R.)
Holmes. Yes, sir! Watson, can you let me have a heavy portmanteau for a few moments?
(Madge now watching for another chance to get at the window.)
Watson (up L.). Parsons—my large Gladstone—bring it here!
Parsons (R.). Yes, sir. (Exit at door R.)
Watson. I'm afraid it's a pretty shabby looking
(Madge suddenly tries to break loose from Forman and attempts to make a dash for window at L. Forman turns and pulls her a step or two away. Slight pause.)
Holmes. Many thanks, Mrs. Larrabee, but your first signal is all that we require. By it you informed your friend Moriarty that I was here in the house. You are now aware of the fact that he is impersonating a driver, and that it is my intention to have him in here. You wish to signal that there is danger. There is danger, Mrs. Larrabee, but we don't care to have you let him know it. Take her out, Forman, and make her comfortable and happy.
(Forman leads Madge up to door C. as if to take her out. She pulls him to a stop when up at C. and gives Holmes a look of the most violent hatred. Holmes is R.)
And by the way, you might tell the inspector to wait a few moments. I may send him another lot. You can't tell!
Forman. Come along now! (Takes her off at door up C.)
(As Madge is pulled up C., she snaps her fingers in Holmes' face and goes off laughing hysterically.)
Holmes. Fine woman!
(Enter Parsons at door R., carrying a large portmanteau or Gladstone valise.)
