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BEMIS, appearing through the _portière_: ‘I-I beg your pardon, Mrs. Roberts. I oughtn't to present myself in this state-I- But I thought I'd better stop on my way home and report, so that my son needn't be alarmed at my absence when he comes. I-' He stops, exhausted, and regards the others with a wild stare, while they stand taking note of his disordered coat, his torn vest, and his tumbled hat. ‘I've just been robbed-'
MRS. ROBERTS: ‘Robbed? Why, _Edward_ has been robbed too.'