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ging up in the hall. HECTOR. Breakfast at nine, unless you prefer to breakfast with the captain at six. ELLIE. Good night, Alfred. HECTOR. Alfred! [He runs back to the door and calls into the garden]. Randall, Mangan's Christian name is Alfred. RANDALL [appearing in the starboard doorway in evening dress]. Then Hesione wins her bet. Mrs Hushabye appears in the port doorway. She throws her left arm round Hector's neck: draws him with her to the back of the sofa: and throws her right arm round Lady Utterword's neck. MRS HUSHABYE. They wouldn't believe me, Alf. They contemplate him. MANGAN. Is there any more of you coming in to look at me, as if I was the latest thing in a menagerie? MRS HUSHABYE. You are the latest thing in this menagerie. Before Mangan can retort, a fall of furniture is heard from upstairs: then a pistol shot, and a yell of pain. The staring group breaks up in consternation. MAZZINI'S VOICE [from above]. Help! A burglar! Help! HECTOR [his eyes blazing]. A burglar!!! MRS HUSHABYE. No, Hector: you'll be shot [but it is too late; he has dashed out past Mangan, who hastily moves towards the bookshelves out of his way]. CAPTAIN SHOTOVER [blowing his whistle]. All hands aloft! [He strides out after Hector]. LADY UTTERWORD. My diamonds! [She follows the captain]. RANDALL [rushing after her]. No. Ariadne. Let me. ELLIE. Oh, is papa shot? [She runs out]. MRS HUSHABYE. Are you frightened, Alf? MANGAN. No. It ain't my house, thank God. MRS HUSHABYE. If they catch a burglar, shall we have to go into court as witnesses, and be asked all sorts of questions about our private lives? MANGAN. You won't be believed if you tell the truth. Mazzini, terribly upset, with a duelling pistol in his hand, comes from the hall, and makes his way to the drawing-table. MAZZINI. Oh, my dear Mrs Hushabye, I might have killed him. [He throws the pistol on the table and staggers round to the chair]. I hope you won't believe I really intended to. Hector comes in, marching an old and villainous looking man before him by the collar. He plants him in the middle of the room and releases him. Ellie follows, and immediately runs across to the back of her father's chair and pats his shoulders. RANDALL [entering with a poker]. Keep your eye on this door, Mangan. I'll look after the other [he goes to the starboard door and stands on guard there]. Lady Utterword comes in after Randall,
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