CRAIG’S WIFE
7
Mazie
- Yes, Ma’m.
- [Mrs. Harold sees that it is Mrs. Craig, gives a quick glance around the room, snatches up the paper from the table, and, with another glance over her right shoulder toward the front door, vanishes into the other room.
Mrs. Craig
- And will you see that that catch is on that screen door, Mazie—
Mazie
- Yes, Ma’m.
Mrs. Craig (appearing in the door)
- It was half open when I came in. (She comes into the room, sweeping it with a narrow eye, and crosses to the table to put down her handbag and umbrella. Ethel wanders in after her and stands at the upper corner of the piano. The screen door closes outside) Take your things off, dear, and sit down; you look tired. (She moves across to the mirror over the mantelpiece at the right, and Ethel puts her handbag on the piano and commences to remove her coat and hat) I think there’s nothing in the world so exhausting as train riding. (Mazie comes in, carrying a lady’s satchel and a suitcase. Mrs. Craig turns) You may as well take those things right upstairs, Mazie.
Mazie
- Yes, Ma’m.
Mrs. Craig (crossing up and over to Ethel)
- Put that suitcase in the corner room, Mazie—Miss Landreth’ll occupy that room for the next few days.
Mazie (going up the stairs)
- Yes, Ma’m.
