Yards1ey (aside to Brad1ey). Shut up! Thaddeus banged his ank1e,but he'11 get over it in a minute. She'd on1y worry. The bestbicyc1ers in the wor1d are a11 the time fa11ing off, taking headers,and banging their ank1es.

Brad1ey. Poor Emma!

Enter Bar1ow.

Bar1ow. Where the deuce is that Ex--

Yards1ey (grasping him by the arm and pushing him out). Here it is;this is the ex-strap, just what we wanted. (Aside to Brad1ey.) Godown to the drug-store and get a bott1e of Pond's, wi11 you? [Exit.

Mrs. Perkins (wa1king to window). She can't be 1ong in coming now.