I'm afraid. Mr Archer, I never saw
him like this. He's talking to Mr Demming--something about Mrs Archer.
ANTHONY: (_who in spite of himself is disturbed by her agitation_) And
if it is, it's no business of yours.
HATTIE: You don't know how he _is_. I went in the room and--
ANTHONY: Well, he won't hurt you, will he?
HATTIE: How do I know who he'll hurt--a person's whose--(_seeing how to
get him_) Maybe he'll hurt Mrs Archer.
ANTHONY: (_startled, then smiles_) No; he won't hurt Miss Claire.
HATTIE: What do you know about it?--out here in the plant house?
ANTHONY: And I don't want to know about it. This is a very important day
for me. It's Breath of Life I'm thinking of today--not you and Mr
Archer.
HATTIE: Well, suppose he does something to Mr Demming?
ANTHONY: Mr Demming will have to look out for himself, I am at work.
(_resuming work_)
HATTIE: Don't you think I ought to tell Mrs Archer that--
ANTHONY: You let her alone! This is no day for her to be bothered by
you. At eleven o'clock (_looks at watch_) she comes out here--to Breath
of Life.
HATTIE: (_with greed for gossip_) Did you see any of them when they came
downstairs last night?
ANTHONY: I was attending to my own affairs.
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