takes another look at himself in the mirror. The clerk returns,
with his head bandaged, carrying a poker.

THE CLERK. What did you ring for? [Augustus hastily drops the
mirror]. Don't you come nigh me or I'll split your head with this
poker, thick as it is.

AUGUSTUS. It does not seem to me an exceptionally thick poker. I
rang for you to show the lady out.

THE CLERK. She's gone. She run out like a rabbit. I ask myself
why was she in such a hurry?

THE LADY'S VOICE [from the street]. Lord Augustus. Lord Augustus.

THE CLERK. She's calling you.

AUGUSTUS [running to the window and throwing it up]. What is it?
Won't you come up?

THE LADY. Is the clerk there?

AUGUSTUS. Yes. Do you want him?

THE LADY. Yes.

AUGUSTUS. The lady wants you at the window.

THE CLERK [rushing to the window and putting down the poker].
Yes, ma'am? Here I am, ma'am. What is it, ma'am?