her had great troubles, which made
him throw his pipes at the servant, _(rises, comes
across to Dormer, who is seated L., C., again, and
offers pipe which she has filled, then strikes a match
which she has brought from R., table)_ I could load a
pipe very nicely once--father used to say I crammed
pretty thoughts into it. _(quickly)_ Of course I don't
want you to say that if you don't think so. _(gives
him the match)_

{Dormer.} _(lighting pipe)_ Thank ye.

_(Kate goes back to R., and puts matches on table.
Chris. enters from house R., C. carrying a basket
neatly packed and covered with a white napkin.)_

{Chris.} _(comes down steps to C.)_ The basket is
packed, parson. Chicken and jelly, sponge cakes,
grapes--_(seeing Dormer in his coat sleeves)_ Well,
I never--!

{Dormer.} Have you never seen a man with his
coat off before?

{Chris.} Never a clergyman, sir!

{Kate.} Call Gilbert, Christie; he's by the kennel.
_(sitting R.)_

{Chris.} _(goes up through the archway and calls)_
Gilbert!

{Kate.} Would the sick lady like me to see her,
parson?

{Dormer.} No, she doesn't speak in your language.

{Kate.} A foreigner!

_(Gil. enters at bach from R., takes the basket from
{Chris.} and comes down R., C. to Kate. Chris.
drops down L.)_

{Gil.} I shall bring the keys of the barns and the
oats house to you to-night, Squire, also my books
and such like. I should feel happier if you'd take
them from me.

{Kate.} Very well, Gilbert. And as you pass the
cottages, tell Gunnion, the shepherd, to come to me
--he will do your duties from to-morrow.

{Gil.} Gunnion's a very old man.

{Kate.} I know that _(looking at him)_ but it's
safer.

_(Gil. turns away and goes to Dormer.)_

{Gil.} Er--is--there--any message--with the
basket?

{Dormer.} No--I'll follow you when I've smoked
my pipe.

{Gil.} _(rests his gun against the R., side of the
arch. To Chris.)_ I'll come back for the gun,
Christie.

_(Chris. goes into outhouse L.)_

_(As Gil. walks through the archway, Lieutenant
Thorndyke passes him with a careless nod.)_

{Eric.} _(to Gil.)_ Hello, Hythe! Playing at Little
Red Riding Hood? Mind the wolf. _(Gil. looks
angrily at him, and goes