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Harte, Bret, 1836-1902

"Two Men of Sandy Bar; a drama"

Eh, Shadow?
Shadow (aside). He ith enormouth, thith Mithter Capper.
Enter OLD MORTON.
Old Morton. I have arranged everything. You will not be disturbed
or suspected here in my private office. Eh! (Looking at SHADOW.)
Who has slipped in here?
Capper. Only my Shadow, Mr. Morton; but I can rid myself even of
that. (Crosses to SHADOW.) Take this card to the office, and wait
for further orders. Vanish, Shadow! [Exit SHADOW.
Enter JACKSON.
Jackson. Mr. Alexander has come in, sir. (OLD MORTON and CAPPER
start.)
Old Morton. Where is he?
Jackson. In his private room, sir.
Old Morton. Enough: you can go.
[Exit JACKSON.
Capper (crossing to MORTON). Remember, you have given your pledge
of secrecy. Beware! Your honor, your property, the credit and
reputation of your bank, are at stake.
Old Morton (after a pause of hesitation, with dignity). I gave you
my word, sir, while my son was not present. I shall save myself
from breaking my word with you, or concealing anything from him, by
withdrawing myself. For the next twenty-four hours, this room
(pointing to private room R.) is yours.
Each regards the other. Exit OLD MORTON C., as CAPPER exit in
private room R. After a pause, door of room L. opens, and HARRY
YORK appears, slightly intoxicated, followed by JOHN OAKHURST.
Harry York (looking around). By Jove! Morton, but you've got
things in style here.


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