Rat monologue — A Desperate Game: A Comic Drama in One Act

Now, madam, (_crosses to R. with chair_) the sooner I explain the object of this somewhat unceremonious visit, the better. Will you allow me to lead you to a chair? (_politely offering his hand to MRS. SOMERTON, who draws back in alarm_) Pray, my dear madam let me once more entreat you not to be alarmed. (_MRS. SOMERTON after a slight hesitation, gives him her hand, and he leads her to the chair near table, at C._) Be seated, I beg. (_MRS. SOMERTON seats herself. RATCLIFFE about to remove up for another chair, MRS. SOMERTON advancing her hand towards the pistol--stops_) Pray be cautious with those pistols, madam; they are hair triggers, and I perceive the muzzles are directly pointed towards you. (_goes up to the back for a chair_)