_Bill._ They didn't jug him, did they?

_Policeman._ No. He's lookin' for his week's wages! _(Laughs; exit
Right.)_

_Bill._ Holy smoke! _(A murmur is heard from the child on cot Right.
The Play-play begins to fade. Faint light on the Real-play.)_

_Peggy (rises and goes over to cot; then returns to Will)._ He seems
to be more restless. Oh, I hope he's not going to be sick!

_Will (In agitation)._ Don't let's get to thinking about that now!

_Peggy._ All right, dear.

_Will._ We're coming to the big scenes. I want to show the tenement
where Belle and Dolly live. _(The Play-play begins to appear.)_
There's a room adjoining, where Jack stays. It's a few days after
the fire. Belle has gone out to get something for supper. Meantime
the land-lady comes. I used our landlady.

_Peggy._ That ought to make a lively scene!

_Will._ We're entitled to a little vengeance, I think imagine
her--with her ostrich feathers and her greasy old blue dress, her
sharp red nose and her fighting voice. I've got our landlady, you
bet!

_Peggy._ Give it here. _(Full light on the Play-play. Peggy makes
secret exit. Repeated knocks at the door of Play-play Left.)_