But Toffy, they can see us.  One doesn’t let the enemy do that.  I don’t see why....

The Toff: 

No, of course you don’t.

Bill: 

O all right, Toffy.

    [All begin to pull out revolvers.]

The Toff:  [putting his own away]

No revolvers, please.

Albert: 

Why not?

The Toff: 

Because I don’t want any noise at my party.  We might get guests that hadn’t been invited. Knives are a different matter.

    [All draw knives.  The Toff signs to them not to draw them yet. 
    Toffy has already taken back his ruby.]

Bill: 

I think they’re coming, Toffy.

The Toff: 

Not yet.

Albert: 

When will they come?

The Toff: 

When I am quite ready to receive them.  Not before.

Sniggers: 

I should like to get this over.

The Toff: 

Should you?  Then we’ll have them now.

Sniggers: 

Now?

The Toff: 

Yes.  Listen to me.  You shall do as you see me do.  You will all pretend to go out.  I’ll show you how.  I’ve got the ruby.  When they see me alone they will come for their idol’s eye.

Bill: 

How can they tell like this which one of us has it?

The Toff: 

I confess I don’t know, but they seem to.

Sniggers: 

What will you do when they come in?

The Toff: 

I shall do nothing.

Sniggers: 

What?

The Toff: 

They will creep up behind me.  Then my friends, Sniggers and Bill and
Albert, who gave them the slip, will do what they can.

Bill: 

All right, Toffy.  Trust us.

The Toff: 

If you’re a little slow you will see enacted the cheerful spectacle that accompanied the demise of Jim.

Sniggers: 

Don’t, Toffy.  We’ll be there all right.

The Toff: 

Very well.  Now watch me.

[He goes past the windows to the inner door R.; he opens it inwards.  Then under cover of the open door he slips down on his knee and closes it, remaining on the inside, appearing to have gone out.  He signs to the others who understand.  Then he appears to re-enter in the same manner.]

Now, I shall sit with my back to the door.  You go out one by one so far as our friends can make out.  Crouch very low to be on the safe side.  They mustn’t see you through the window.

    [Bill makes his sham exit.]

The Toff: 

Remember, no revolvers.  The police are, I believe, proverbially inquisitive.

    [The other two follow Bill.  All three are now crouching inside
    the door R. The Toff puts the ruby beside him on the table.  He
    lights a cigarette.]

    [The door in back opens so slowly that you can hardly say at what
    moment it began.  The Toff picks up his paper.]