STANTON. Barnes! (Another man comes to the scales.)
MRS. ABNER (in a mysterious whisper). Look at Mr. Murray, dearie. Ain't he nervous to-day? I don't know as I blame him, either. I heard the doctor said he'd let him go home if he gained to-day. Is it true,d'you know?
EILEEN (dully). I don't know.
MRS. ABNER. Gosh, I wish it was me! My old man's missin' me like the dickens, he writes. (Shestarts to go.) You'll be over to the cottage in a while,won't you? Me 'n' you'll have a game of casino, eh?
