_ TROTTER
_meets them, with_ CLARA _on his arm._] Excuse us for a little while!
CLARA. _Poppa_ and I're going skating!
[_They go out Left._
GODESBY. Hello, Warden.
WARDEN. Good morning, Miss Godesby.
MISS GODESBY. Good morning.
WARDEN. How are you, Godesby? I've come on a matter most serious, most
urgent--something very painful.
GODESBY. What is it?
[_Comes forward._
WARDEN. Both of you trusted Dick Sterling.
MISS GODESBY. What's he done?
WARDEN. Misused your funds.
GODESBY. How d'you mean?
WARDEN. I mean that the money you intrusted to him is gone, and I've
come to make a proposition to you.
MISS GODESBY. Gone?
[GODESBY _and_ MISS GODESBY _are aghast. A second's silence, during
which_ GODESBY _and_ MISS GODESBY _look at each other, then back at_
WARDEN.
GODESBY. Do you mean to say--
WARDEN. The money is _gone_, every penny of it, and I want you to accept
a note from Sterling to cover the amount.
MISS GODESBY. I can't _grasp_ it!
GODESBY. Where is Sterling? Why didn't _he_ come?
WARDEN. He was ashamed.
GODESBY. I should hope so!
WARDEN. Several of us are going to stick by him; we'll manage to put him
on his feet again, and we want you to accept his note.
GODESBY. [_Incredulous.
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