72
CRAIG’S WIFE
Mazie
- And you never have to ask for your wages, neither.
- [The doorbell rings.
Mrs. Harold
- No, she’s very good that way.
Mazie (going to answer the door, settling her cap and apron)
- I guess that’s that gentleman Mr. Craig’s expectin’.
Mrs. Harold
- Come out when you come in, Mazie.
- [She goes out through the portières. Mr. Craig comes down the stairs.
Birkmire (at the front door)
- Good evening. Is Mr. Craig in?
Mazie
- Yes, sir, he’s in.
- [The screen door is heard to close, and Birkmire enters.
Craig (coming in)
- Hello, Billy, how are you?
Birkmire (shaking hands earnestly)
- Hello, Walt.
- [He looks right into Craig’s eyes.
Craig
- I called your house a little while ago; (Birkmire turns to the piano with his raincoat and hat) there was a message here for me when I got in, saying you’d called.
- [Mazie comes in and crosses towards the portières.
Birkmire
- Yes, I’ve been trying to get hold of you since four o’clock.
Craig
- Let me take those things out of your way.
- [Mazie stops near the portières and looks back, to see if they want her to take Birkmire’s things.
