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e damnable if he did it, WINSOR. BORRING. The Courts are b-beastly distrustful, don't you know. COLFORD. His word's good enough for me. CANYNGE. We're as anxious to believe Dancy as you, Colford, for the honour of the Army and the Club. WINSOR. Of course, he'll bring a case, when he's thought it over. ST ERTH. What are we to do in the meantime? COLFORD. If Dancy's asked to resign, you may take my resignation too. BORRING. I thought his wanting to f-fight him a bit screeny. COLFORD. Wouldn't you have wanted a shot at the brute? A law court? Pah! WINSOR. Yes. What'll be his position even if he wins? BORRING. Damages, and a stain on his c-character. WINSOR. Quite so, unless they find the real thief. People always believe the worst. COLFORD. [Glaring at BORRING] They do. CANYNGE. There is no decent way out of a thing of this sort. ST ERTH. No. [Rising] It leaves a bad taste. I'm sorry for young Mrs Dancy--poor woman! BORRING. Are you going to play any more? ST ERTH. [Abruptly] No, sir. Good night to you. Canynge, can I give you a lift? He goes out, followed by CANYNGE. BORRING. [After a slight pause] Well, I shall go and take the t-temperature of the Club. He goes out. COLFORD. Damn that effeminate stammering chap! What can we do for Dancy, WINSOR? WINSOR. Colford! [A slight pause] The General felt his coat sleeve that night, and it was wet. COLFORD. Well! What proof's that? No, by George! An old school-fellow, a brother officer, and a pal. WINSOR. If he did do it-- COLFORD. He didn't. But if he did, I'd stick to him, and see him through it, if I could. WINSOR walks over to the fire, stares into it, turns round and stares at COLFORD, who is standing motionless. COLFORD. Yes, by God! CURTAIN. SCENE II [NOTE.--This should be a small set capable of being set quickly within that of the previous scene.] Morning of the following day. The DANCYS' flat. In the sitting-room of this small abode MABEL DANCY and MARGARET ORME are sitting full face to the audience, on a couch in the centre of the room, in front of the imaginary window. There is a fireplace, Left, with fire burning; a door below it, Left; and a door on the Right, facing the audience, leads to a corridor and the outer door of the flat, which is visible. Their
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