I will protect your imposture with the strong arm of the law. I
don't like YOUR theories, sir; but I believe you to be well-
meaning, and I know you to be brave and honest.
Oakhurst (grasping his hand). I shall not forget this. But Sandy--
Capper. I will put my men on his track, and have him brought
quietly here. I can give you no aid beyond that. As an honorable
man, I need not tell you your duty. Settle it with him as best you
can.
Oakhurst. You are right; I WILL see him. (Aside.) Unless he has
changed, he will listen to me, he will obey me.
Capper. Hush! (Blows out candle.) Stand here!
CAPPER and OAKHURST retreat to wing L., as enter MORTON, sen., from
room R.
Morton. The private door open, the room dark, and Capper gone. I
don't like this. The more I think of the mystery of that man's
manner this morning, the more it seems to hide some terrible secret
I must fathom! There are matches here. (Strikes a light, as
CAPPER draws OAKHURST, struggling, back into shadow.) What's this?
(Picking up key.) The key of the vault. A chair overturned.
(Touches bell.) No answer! Jackson gone! My God! A terrible
suspicion haunts me! No. Hush! (Retreats to private room R., as
door of L. opens and--
Enter SANDY.
Sandy (drunkenly). Shoo! Shoo! boys, whar are ye, boys, eh?
Pritchard, Silky, Soapy! Whar are ye, boys?
Morton (aside). A crime has been committed, and here is one of the
gang.
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