JOHN BEAL

Anything in the wide world.  Please, please don’t cry.  We’ll do anything.

MIRALDA

I . . .  I only, I only wanted to—­to kill Hussein.  But never mind, it doesn’t matter now.

JOHN BEAL

We’ll do it, Miss Clement, won’t we, Archie?  Only don’t cry.  We’ll do it.  I—­I suppose he deserves it, doesn’t he?

ARCHIE BEAL

Yes, I suppose he does.

JOHN BEAL

Well, all right, Miss Clement, that’s settled.  My brother and I will talk it over.

Miralda [still sniping]

And—­and—­don’t hang him or anything—­he looks so fine....  I—­I wouldn’t like him treated like that.  He has such a grand beard.  He ought to die fighting.

JOHN BEAL

We’ll see what we can do, Miss Clement.

MIRALDA

It is sweet of you.  It’s really sweet.  It’s sweet of both of you.  I don’t know what I d have done without you.  I seemed to know it that day the moment I saw you.

JOHN BEAL

O, it’s nothing, Miss Clement, nothing at all.

ARCHIE BEAL

That’s all right.

MIRALDA

Well, now I’ll have to look for an hotel.

JOHN BEAL

Yes, that’s the trouble, that really is the trouble.  That’s what I’ve been thinking of

MIRALDA

Why, isn’t there . . .

JOHN BEAL

No, I’m afraid there isn’t.  What are we to do, Archie.

ARCHIE BEAL

I—­I can’t think.  Perhaps Miss Clement would have a scheme.

Miralda [to John Beal]

I rely on you, Mr. Beal.

JOHN BEAL

I—­I; but what can I . . .  You see, you’re all alone.  If you’d anyone with you, you could have . . .

MIRALDA

I did think of bringing a rather nice aunt.  But on the whole I thought it better not to tell anyone.

JOHN BEAL

Not to tell . . .

MIRALDA

No, on the whole I didn’t.

JOHN BEAL