"Well, I'll be hung!

HATCH:
(Angrily)
Who else is in this house?

ALICE:
No one but mother and the maid servants, and they're asleep. You
woke me, and I hoped you'd go without disturbing mother. But when
you started in making a night of it, I decided I'd better come down
and ask you to be as quiet as possible. My mother is not at all
well.
(Takes cigar box off table.)
Excuse me, you've got the wrong cigars. Those are the cigars
father keeps for his friends. Those he smokes he hides over here.
(Places box on buffet and takes out a larger box, with partitions
for cigars, matches, and cigarettes. As she moves about, REDDY
keeps her well in the light of the lantern.)
Try those. I'm afraid you've a very poor supper. When father is
away, we have such a small family. I can't see what you've--would
you mind taking that light out of my eyes, and pointing it at that
tray?

HATCH:
(sharply)
Don't you do it. Keep the gun on her.

ALICE:
Oh, I don't mind his pointing the gun at me, so long as he does not
point that light at me. It's most--embarrassing.