Allen. (_Laughs loudly._) Ha! ha! Perhaps it wur two. (_First movement of Luke._) (_At this point Luke creeps from behind curtain, Purt. sees him and is about to make an exclamation, when Allen, covering his action by assumed drunkenness, lunges half round and catches Purt. on his shoulder, clutching it tightly with his left hand while holding Hann. with his right--laughing boisterously all the time. Purt. understands and remains silent. Allen grows more and more excited. Laughs._) Well, now, look’ee here. Hanningford. Cousin Dick--my long lost--(_laughs as before and slaps him on the shoulder. Hann. impatient half turns round--Allen seises his coat with both hands and keeps him round._) No--no--look thee here, Cousin Dick. Now you say this Cassidy, this creeping, crawling, lying cur, Dan Cassidy, tried to murder thee--(_Hann. again seems as though he would turn round_)--and these papers--these papers that you sent me. Well, I sent ’em on to Purtwee. Ah, he’s a sharp one. (_Door clicks after Luke’s exit._) Purtwee, he’ll know who’s who. He’ll put us right. Won’t ’ee, Purtwee, old friend? Won’t ’ee--won’t ’ee? (_He slaps Purt. on back, laughing boisterously and half staggering forward into Purt.’s arms. Luke has got away by door r., and from now Allen’s excitement gradually subsides, and an air of exhaustion follows. Sits l.c._) Hann. (_c._) Say! Are you drunk or playing the fool? Where’s this man Cassidy? Allen. (_Pause._) I don’t know. Hann. Isn’t he coming here? Allen. No! Hann. (_Angrily._) Didn’t you lead me to believe-- Allen. That you should be brought face to face wi’ him? Yes--but I’ve changed my mind since then. Hann. (_After a pause._) I understand: it was only a trick to give you time to get him out of the way. You thought that without him I should not be able to prove my case. I thought I was dealing with an honest man and a friend, and I offered to share the money with you. (_With tierce anger._) Allen. (_Fiercely, rising._) And I tell you to take the whole of it! (_A pause--Hann. steps back and stares at him._) I have learnt enough within the last few minutes to believe that you are the man you say you are, and if so, take it all. You offered me £100,000 to give thee Dan Cassidy, I offer thee £200,000 to let him go his way in peace. (_Pause._) Come, you may find it hard to prove thee art Hanningford afore the law. Prove it to me and Mr. Purtwee, and give me thy hand on it that thee’ll never seek to find Dan Cassidy or harm him, and thee art old Hanningford’s heir, and I, Allen Rollitt, farmer and yeoman. Hann. (_After a pause._) Your secrets are your own, cousin. I’d dearly have loved to have my revenge upon the hound, but if Dan Cassidy is worth £100,000 to you, you can have him--I shouldn’t have thought he was. Allen. He goes free, so far as you are concerned, for ever? Hann. For ever.