REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_aside_). Now for it. (_At window_.) One--two--three--I don't like the look of that glass-house much. _(Hesitates)._ GROGGINS (_decisively_). I must come in, marm--out of the way if _you_ please. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (_aside_). Oh! It's now or never. (_Jumps out. A tremendous crash of broken glass is heard_.) MRS. TEMPENNY (_with a shriek_). Ah! GROGGINS (_pushing her aside_). What's that? (_Aside_.) Oh, there he is. (_Aloud_.) Here you Mr. Tempenny, sir, I've a warrant 'ere on a judgment summons.--Suit of Cole the butcher. (_Addressing lay-figure_.) Do you pay up, or come along o' me? MRS. TEMPENNY (_at window--aside_). He's picked himself up--he waves his hand--all is well. GROGGINS. Which is it, sir? I allus likes to do business pleasant, only you must make up your mind, you know. Pay up, or lock up--take your choice. MRS. TEMPENNY. (_At window. Excitedly aside_.) He disappears--he's lost to view--the danger's past. GROGGINS. Well, if you _won't_ speak, you _won't_, of course! I've done my 'umble best to do my dooty affable, and since you're sulky, why--(_Going up to lay-figure_) Mr. Rembrandt Tempenny, I've a warrant for your arrest. (_He slaps the lay-figure on the shoulder, it collapses with a crash_). GROGGINS (_falling back in terror_). Got 'em again, as I'm a sinner! (MRS. TEMPENNY _runs to_ D.F. _as if to go_. ROSALINE _half opens_ R.D. _and pops her head out with an ejaculation_.) _Act drop, quick_. ACT II. SCENE:--SYLVESTER'S _Studio_. (_The next day_.) _Doors R. and L. At back cupboard_. TEMPENNY _discovered painting_, ROSALINE _posed_. ROSALINE. I'm getting tired. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Sh! (_goes on working frenziedly_). ROSALINE. I say I'm getting tired. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Wait a minute, and you shall rest. There! now you can move if you like. ROSALINE (_stretching herself_). Thank goodness. Let us look! (_Looks at canvas_.) Oh! REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. What do you think of it? ROSALINE. Not much. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Ah, that shows your profound ignorance of the School. It promises to be a superb example. (_Contemplates it sideways_.) Exquisite! ROSALINE. I say, where is your friend? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Who? ROSALINE. Didn't you say this studio belonged to a friend of yours? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Oh yes; he hasn't come yet. I expect he will be here this afternoon. ROSALINE. What's this? (_picking up Mandarin's Wig_.) One of his props? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. That? That is a Mandarin's wig. Yes, of course it is one of his props. He has just been engaged on a great work: "The Decapitation of a Mandarin after a Chinese Reverse." The gentleman who sat for the Mandarin wore that wig. ROSALINE. What a funny subject to choose. REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Rather playful, isn't it? He likes 'em like that. That's his forte. ROSALINE. What is his name--do I know him? REMBRANDT TEMPENNY. Charlie Sylvester; and a rattling good chap he is, let me tell you.