Mrs. Jordan : (pointing to the bureau) Was it the one, father?

Abel : Ah, that’s it. What’s it doing there? Eh?

(A pause. The clock on the mantelpiece strikes six. Everyone looks at it.)

Drat me if that isn’t my clock, too. What the devil’s been going on in this

house?

(A slight pause)

Ben : Well, I’ll be hanged.

Mrs. Jordan : (rising) I’ll tell you what’s been going on in this house, father.
Nothing short of robbery.

Mrs. Slater : Be quiet, Elizabeth.

Mrs. Jordan : I’ll not be quiet. Oh, I call it double-faced.

Henry : Now, now, Elizabeth.

Mrs. Jordan : And you, too. Are you such a poor creature that you must do every

dirty thing she tells you?

Abel : (rising; thumping the table) Damn it all, will someone tell me what’s been

going on?

Mrs. Jordan : Yes, I will. I’ll not see you robbed.

Abel : Who’s been robbing me?

Mrs. Jordan : Amelia and Henry. They’ve stolen your clock and bureau.

(Working herself up) They sneaked into your room like thieves in the night and stole

them after you were dead.

Henry and Mrs. Slater: Hush! Quiet, Elizabeth!

Mrs. Jordan : I’ll not be stopped. After you were dead, I say

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