(After a pause, in a measured voice_) It's the only thing that keeps me awake, mind you! The only thing! (_Earnestly_) But I don't know what to do.... You see, nothing worries me, nothing in the world, only ... I don't like a pair of eyes staring at me ... (_his voice trailing away_) ... with no look in them. I don't know what to do ... I don't know ... _Without warning he bursts into tears. She sits beside him and seems almost about to put her arms about him. He feels she is there, looks into her eyes, grasps her arm, then pulls himself together abruptly. (Rising_) But it's the only thing! I live by myself ... (_clapping his chest_) ... inside here--and all the rest of you can go hang! _After_ I've made a use of you, though! Nothing's going to stop me! I feel fine! I-- BELSIZE _crosses outside. A sharp knock at the front door. She half rises. He motions her to sit again. (With his old swagger_) All right! Anybody's there, I'll deal with 'em--I'll manage myself all right! You watch me! _He goes to the front door and opens it._ BELSIZE (_at the door, jovially_): Hello, Dan! How's things? DAN (_letting him in and shutting the door_): Not so bad.... _He brings_ BELSIZE _into the room._ BELSIZE (_as OLIVIA goes_): Afternoon, Miss Grayne! OLIVIA (_putting on her spectacles_): How do you do.... _She makes an effort to compose herself and hurries across to the sun-room._ BELSIZE'S _attitude is one of slightly exaggerated breeziness:_ DAN'S _is one of cheerful naivete almost as limpid as on his first appearance._ BELSIZE: Bearing up, eh? DAN: Yes, sir, bearin' up, you know.... BELSIZE: We haven't scared you all out of the house yet, I see! DAN: No chance! BELSIZE: All these blood-curdlers, eh? DAN: I should say so! BELSIZE: No more news for me, I suppose? DAN: No chance! BELSIZE: Ah ... too bad! Mind if I sit down? DAN: (_pointing to the sofa_): Well, this is the nearest you get to comfort in this house, sir. BELSIZE: No, thanks, this'll do.... (_Sitting on a chair at the table, and indicating the cuttings_) I see you keep apace of the news? DAN: I should say so! They can't hardly wait for the latest on the case in this house, sir. BELSIZE: Ah, well, it's only natural.... I got a bit of a funny feeling bottom of my spine myself crossing by the rubbish-heap. DAN: Well, will you have a cigarette, sir?... (_His hand to his jacket pocket_) Only a Woodbine---- BELSIZE: No, thanks. DAN (_after a pause_): Would you like to see Mrs. Bramson, sir? BELSIZE: Oh, plenty of time. How's she bearing up? DAN: Well, it's been a bit of a shock for her, them finding the remains of the lady at the bottom of her garden, you know. BELSIZE: The remains of the lady! I wish you wouldn't talk like that. I've seen 'em. DAN (_looking over his shoulder at the cuttings_): Well, you see, I haven't. BELSIZE: You know, I don't mind telling you, they reckon the fellow that did this job was a bloodstained clever chap. DAN (_smiling_): You don't say?