JANET. So I thought if we just vanished--
CARVE. It's too late--I've had the subpoena. If I hooked it, everybody
would say I was an adventurer.
JANET. We could come back for the trial.
CARVE. We should be followed.
JANET. Not if we start now.
CARVE. Now?
JANET. Yes, now! The back door. Before it gets light.
CARVE. Creep away in the dark! No! I'll go through with the thing.
JANET. Well, I shall travel alone, then. Here's my bunch of keys. I'll
just explain to you where everything is. I daresay Mrs. Simpson will
come in and clean up. She's not bad, as charwomen go.
CARVE. Jane!
JANET. Well!
CARVE. You're taking an unfair advantage of me.
JANET. (Putting tea leaves in teapot.) What if I am?
CARVE. You're only a woman after all.... And I'd thought so highly of
you!
JANET. (Sweetly.) Then you'll come. Better brush yourself up first.
CARVE. What time is it?
JANET. (Looking at clock.) Seven o'clock.
CARVE. Where do you mean to drag me to?
JANET. Well, what about this Continent of yours that I've heard so much
of?
CARVE.
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