Oakhurst. Hush! he is moving! Take your stand here, in this
alcove. Remember, as a gentleman, and a man of honor, Col.
Starbottle, I trust you not to interfere between the injured man
and--justice! (Pushes COL. STARBOTTLE into alcove behind couch,
and approaches SANDY.)
Sandy (waking slowly--and incoherently). Hush, Silky! hush! Eh?
Oh, hush yourself! (Sings.)
Oh, yer's yer Sandy Morton,
Drink him down!
Eh! Oh! (Half sits up on couch.) Eh! (Looking around him.)
Where the devil am I?
Oakhurst (advancing and leaning over SANDY'S couch). In the house
of your father, Alexander Morton.
Sandy (recoiling in astonishment). His voice, John Oakhurst!
What--ah! (Rises, and rushes towards OAKHURST with uplifted hand.)
Starbottle (gesticulating in whisper). A blow! a single blow would
be sufficient.
Sandy (looking at OAKHURST, who regards him calmly). I--eh! I--
eh! Ha, ha! I'm glad to see--old pard! I'm glad to see ye!
(COL. STARBOTTLE lifts his hand in amazement.)
Oakhurst (declining his hand). Do you understand me, Sandy Morton?
Listen. I am John Oakhurst,--the man who has deceived your father,
who has deceived you.
Sandy (without heeding his words, but regarding him affectionately).
To think of it--Jack Oakhurst! It's like him, like Jack. He was
allers onsartain, the darned little cuss! Jack! Look at him, will
ye, boys? look at him! Growed too, and dressed to kill, and sittin'
in this yer house as natril as a jaybird! (Looking around.
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