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CRAIG’S WIFE
- her stonily. The front doorbell rings incisively, and Mrs. Craig steps forward at the right and looks keenly towards the front door.
Fredericks (at the front door)
- How do you do?
Mrs. Harold
- How do you do?
Fredericks
- I should like to see Miss Landreth, if I could. My name is Fredericks.
- [Mrs. Craig makes a rapid movement of consternation, then looks at the portières. Ethel comes through the portières.
Ethel and Mrs. Harold (speaking together)
- Ethel: I think I’d better get my things, Aunt Harriet; it must be nearly nine o’clock.
- Mrs. Harold: Oh, come in, please. I think Miss Landreth is just having her breakfast.
- [The screen door slams.
Ethel and Fredericks (speaking together)
- Ethel: Would you mind telephoning for a taxicab?
- Fredericks: I suppose I am a bit early.
- [Ethel hears his voice and stops at the foot of the stairs. Mrs. Craig glides out through the portières. Mrs. Harold comes in at the front door.
Mrs. Harold
- Oh, I was just comin’ to call you, Miss Landreth; there’s a Mr. Fredericks here to see you.
- [He comes in.
Fredericks
- Hello, Ethel.
- [Mrs. Harold passes to the door, back of him, and goes out again.
