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CRAIG’S WIFE
Mrs. Craig
- That’s quite all right.
- [He stands holding the telephone, and Mrs. Craig listens keenly.
Catelle (into the telephone)
- Spring 4000.—Right.
- [There is a stillness: then the clock strikes seven, with a soft gong. Mazie enters, on the third gong.
Mazie
- Did you want me, Mrs. Craig?
- [Mrs. Craig motions to her to be silent; Mazie stands looking from one to the other in a state of positive bewilderment.
Catelle
- Thielens? Catelle.—That so?—I got away from there before six. Period? Righto, Chuck. What are you trying to do, break Harry’s heart? (He gives a rather dry little laugh) All right, Chuck, I’ll be right over. (He hangs up and crosses to the table for his hat) We’d better get right out there, Harry. (Harry rises and moves up to the door) I won’t have to bother you any more right now, Mrs. Craig; there’s been a bit of additional information come in over at headquarters that’ll hold things up temporarily.
Mrs. Craig (moving towards the center table)
- Well, do you want me to have Mr. Craig get in touch with you when he comes in?
Catelle
- No, we’ll get in touch with him if it’s necessary.
Mrs. Craig
- And you don’t want to question the rest of the people now, either?
- [Harry goes out.
