Mabel.  It is.  It’s in Me.

Dancy.  I’ve crocked up your life.

Mabel.  No, no!  Kiss me!

     A long kiss, till the bell again startles them apart, and there is a
     loud knock.

Dancy.  They’ll break the door in.  It’s no good—­we must open.  Hold them in check a little.  I want a minute or two.

Mabel. [Clasping him] Ronny!  Oh, Ronny!  It won’t be for long—­I’ll be waiting!  I’ll be waiting—­I swear it.

Dancy.  Steady, Mab! [Putting her back from him] Now!

He opens the bedroom door, Left, and stands waiting for her to go.  Summoning up her courage, she goes to open the outer door.  A sudden change comes over Dancy’s face; from being stony it grows almost maniacal.

Dancy. [Under his breath] No!  No!  By God!  No!  He goes out into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Mabel has now opened the outer door, and disclosed inspector Dede and the young constable who were summoned to Meldon Court on the night of the theft, and have been witnesses in the case.  Their voices are heard.

Mabel.  Yes?

Inspector.  Captain Dancy in, madam?

Mabel.  I am not quite sure—­I don’t think so.

Inspector.  I wish to speak to him a minute.  Stay here, Grover.  Now, madam!

Mabel.  Will you come in while I see?

     She comes in, followed by the inspector.

Inspector.  I should think you must be sure, madam.  This is not a big place.

Mabel.  He was changing his clothes to go out.  I think he has gone.

Inspector.  What’s that door?

Mabel.  To our bedroom.

Inspector. [Moving towards it] He’ll be in there, then.

Mabel.  What do you want, Inspector?

Inspector. [Melting] Well, madam, it’s no use disguising it.  I’m exceedingly sorry, but I’ve a warrant for his arrest.

Mabel.  Inspector!

Inspector.  I’m sure I’ve every sympathy for you, madam; but I must carry out my instructions.

Mabel.  And break my heart?

Inspector.  Well, madam, we’re—­we’re not allowed to take that into consideration.  The Law’s the Law.

Mabel.  Are you married?

Inspector.  I am.

Mabel.  If you—­your wife—­

     The inspector raises his hand, deprecating.

[Speaking low] Just half an hour!  Couldn’t you?  It’s two lives—­two whole lives!  We’ve only been married four months.  Come back in half an hour.  It’s such a little thing—­nobody will know.  Nobody.  Won’t you?

Inspector.  Now, madam—­you must know my duty.