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Mrs Swettenham: That's right--isn't it, Edmund?
Edmund: Yes, Mother--that's right.
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Mrs Swettenham: We were in the car.....And Edumd said . . . What was it you said?
Edmund: "What a good idea."
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Mrs Swettenham: Well, um--yes that will be fine, thank you.
Patrick: Edmund?
- Edmund: Thank you.
- Well, Phillipa. You looked very busy this morning.
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Phillipa: There was nothing secret about it and we're not hatching anything.
Edmund: No, no. By no means. You see, I had to call at Dayas Hall with some honey for Mrs. Lucas.
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(Blackout)
Edmund: Come on--you've had your joke. Put them back on.
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Phillipa: I can't see--have you got those matches Edmund?
Edmund: Blast! That was the last one.
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Patrick: They must be fused.
Edmund: Where's the fuse-box?
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Miss Blacklock: There's no need . . .
(Lights come on)
Edmund: He's unconscious. Must have knocked himself out.
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Patrick: Who is it?
Edmund: I've no idea. Better get his gun--before he comes round.
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Miss Blacklock: It's nothing--just my ear . . .
Edmund: Why the handkerchief?
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Patrick: I don't suppose the police would be very happy if I got my fingerprints all over it.
Mrs Swettenham: Police?
Edmund: They'll have to be called in, mother.
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