CRAIG’S WIFE
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Craig (tossing the newspaper on to the seat beside the telephone table)
- Yes, let’s do that. Wait till I get my hat.
- [He goes through the portières.
Birkmire (crossing to the piano for his things)
- I’ve got my car out here; we can cut across the park and be out there in ten minutes.
- [He throws his raincoat across his arm, picks up his hat, and steps quickly across to get the newspaper that Craig left on the seat. He glances up the stairs and out through the portières. Then he sees Craig coming through the adjoining room, and starts for the front door.
Craig (entering, wearing his hat, and carrying the newspaper he brought home)
- I’ll take this paper with me; keep it out of sight.
Birkmire
- I’ve got the other one here in my pocket.
- [Birkmire goes out.
Craig (glancing about the room as he crosses to the front door)
- We take the Globe here in the afternoon, but I don’t see it anywhere around out there.
- [He goes out.
Birkmire (outside)
- I’ve got the car right out here.
Craig (outside)
- I guess across the park will be the quickest.
Birkmire
- Yes, we can be over there in ten minutes.
- [There is a dead pause. Then a clock somewhere out at the right strikes half-past six, with a soft gong. There is another slight pause, and then Mrs. Craig sweeps through the portières, carrying an open newspaper. She sees
