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won't mind giving up that part of it, so long as he gets an opportunity of acting to us. LEEK (_knocks pipe on grate_). Well, I hope he'll hurry up. It's getting pretty late. (_To SOMERS._) MALCOLM. Well, gentlemen, your health! SOMERS. Good luck. LEEK. Hurrah! BELDON. Chin-chin! LEEK. By the way, how is it you happen to be here to-night? SOMERS. Oh, we missed the connection at Tolleston Junction and as the accommodation at the Railway Arms there was rather meagre, the Station Master advised us to drive on here, put up for the night, and catch the Great Northern express from Exton in the morning. (_Rises, crosses to L._) Oh, George, that reminds me--you might see that 'Boots' calls us at 7 sharp. (_BELDON rises, goes up to them to fire._) GEORGE. Certainly, sir. What are your numbers? SOMERS. 13 and 14. GEORGE. I'll put it on the slate, special, sir. (_Goes to door L._) LEEK. I beg pardon, gentlemen, I forgot the cigars; George, bring some cigars back with you. BELDON. A very mild one for me. GEORGE. Very well, sir. (_Takes up tray from sideboard._) (_Exit L._) (_SOMERS sits R. C._) MALCOLM. I think you were very wise coming on here. (_Sits on settle R._) I stayed at the Railway Arms, Tolleston, once--never again though. Is your friend clever at acting? SOMERS. I don't think he's clever enough to frighten you. I'm to spend Christmas at his place, and he's asked me to assist at the theatricals he spoke of. Nothing would satisfy him till I consented, and I must honestly say I am very sorry I ever did, for I expect I shall be pretty bad. I know I have scarcely slept a wink these last few nights, trying to get the words into my head. (_GEORGE enters backwards, pale and trembling._) MALCOLM. Why! Look--what the devil's the matter with George? (_Crosses to GEORGE._) GEORGE. I've seen it, gentlemen. (_Down stage L. C._) OMNES. Seen who? (_BELDON down R. edge of table R. LEEK up R. C. SOMERS up R._) GEORGE. The ghost. Jer--Bun-- MALCOLM. Why, you're frightened, George. GEORGE. Yes, sir. It was the suddenness of it, and besides I didn't look for seeing it in the bar. There was only a glimmer of light there, and it was sitting on the floor. I nearly touched it. MALCOLM (_goes to door, looks off, then returns--to others_). It must be Hirst up to his tricks. George was out of the room when he suggested it. (_To GEORGE._) Pull yourself together, man. GEORGE. Yes, si
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