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CRAIG’S WIFE
- Why, yes, of course, I’d go back with her if anything unforeseen developed—otherwise she can go back herself. We’re simply waiting now to hear something from her mother’s physician up there.—Yes, of course I’m sure. Why, why should you put yourself to that trouble, Mr. Fredericks?—There wouldn’t be anything you could do when you get here.—Well, I’d much rather not call her, if you don’t mind, Mr. Fredericks; she’s lying down.—Well, can’t you tell me what it is you want to tell her—and I can give her the message? Well, probably it would, Mr. Fredericks;—it’s very nice of you to be so solicitous about her, but I don’t care to disturb her just now. I’m very sorry.
- [She hangs up abruptly, and glances toward the head of the stairs. Mazie appears between the portières.
Mazie
- The door was closed, Mrs. Craig.
Mrs. Craig
- All right, Mazie. (Mazie withdraws, and Mrs. Craig moves forward, thoughtfully. There is a tap at the front door bell. Mazie turns and crosses to answer the door. Mrs. Craig is looking sharply toward the front door) See what those gentlemen want, Mazie.
Mazie
- Yes, Ma’m.
Catelle (at the front door)
- Mr. Craig in?
Mazie
- No, sir, he’s not in just now; he went out about twenty minutes ago.
Catelle
- What time do you expect him back?
