Matter? Get up from thar and you'll see.
Gordon. Well, I'm awake. What do you want?
Bill. Two fellers from the army ter see yer. Hump! That makes you
look up, don't it? I guess they've got important business with you, you
damned spy!
Gordon (rises quickly, confronting him). Be careful!
Bill (astonished, but drawing back). Careful, eh? We'll be
careful enough of you. I don't guess your stay will be much longer here.
That is the way we has with spies--damn you! (he opens the door). In
here, sir.
[Enter Winthrop and Hopkins. They wear their hats and long
riding capes and have evidently come a long way.
Hopkins. That's all, thank you. Wait outside and leave the lantern.
[Exit Bill.
Winthrop. In here?
Hop. Yes. This is the room.
[They come forward.
Gordon (rises to his feet). Good evening!
Winth. Cabell!
Hop. Good evening!
[Winthrop offers hand. Gordon looks at him for a second,
then gives hand.
Winth. Our business is of the uttermost importance, sir. You must
excuse the hour.
Gordon. That does not matter.
Hop. Hillary is in here with you, I understand.
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