(_takes all the furniture in succession, chairs, table, R.--at last takes a bust from R. table, close to scene, and throws it out at back of folding doors--crash is heard, while BOBBINS is speaking._
AUGUS. Be quiet, I say. Let the furniture alone. You are mad--yes, you are gone out of your senses! Will you hear me?
VAN. (R.) No, I won't! Mark me! I give you one quarter of an hour--one quarter of an hour to take your things away.
AUGUS. (L.) This is beyond all patience! What on earth do you mean?
VAN. Mark me! One quarter of an hour! (_taking out watch_) It now wants exactly fifteen minutes to eleven. If they are not gone as the clock strikes, out they go through the window.
VAN. Oh! you want the whole thing to get into the papers, do you! To be all over the town! Very well, with all my heart! I'm your man! (_seizing BOBBINS_) Come along, to Bow Street! Come along, come along! (_dragging him to C. D._)
REBECCA. Please, sir, the nurse has brought home the baby!
VAN. (_lets BOBBINS go--rushes into R. corner_) The baby! (_during this, REBECCA puts the furniture in its place_) Miserable little wretch! I'll destroy it on the spot! (_rushing to C. D._)
AUGUS. (_stopping him_) Hold! Hold! (_struggling_) You wouldn't commit a murder in the house! My child! my child!
VAN. Stand off, I say--I'll destroy it on the spot!
AUGUS. (_still struggling with him_) Monster! Rebecca! come and help your master! (_REBECCA seizes BROWN, R.--they struggle round till REBECCA is in left hand corner_)
VAN. Stand off, or I shall do you a mischief! (_shaking BOBBINS off, who flies to C. D._) Do you see this revolver? (_REBECCA screams_) It's a thorough bred Colt! I've used this revolver with deadly effect upon the enemy! I can snuff six candles with it at sixteen paces, without putting them out! (_REBECCA puts her hand upon his arm_) Stand off, I say, or I shall do you an injury!
AUGUS. Hold him fast, Rebecca--hold him fast--don't let him go for the love of goodness! Hold him fast while I run over the way with the baby!
(_BROWN rushes at BOBBINS, who closes the doors upon him, and exits--BROWN sinks into arm chair, L.--REBECCA quietly takes pistol from him and puts it on R. table_)
VAN. Oh, Rebecca--that's your name, isn't it?