then there were two?

introduce yourselves

Mrs. Rogers: Beats me why the Owens wanted to buy it, living on a island

Mr. Rogers: Oh, come off it, Ethel, and take all that stuff out into the kitchen. They'll be here any minute now

Mrs. Rogers: Making that steep climb an excuse for a drink, I suppose. Like some others I know!

Another motorboat horn goes off scarying all of them

Narracott: that be young Jim. I'll be getting along. There's two gentlemen arriving by car, I understand

He heads up to the balcony then Mrs. Rogers yells out to him

Mrs. Rogers: I shall want at least five loaves in the morning and eight pints of milk, remember?

Narracott: Right!!

Mrs. Rogers puts the basket on the floor and leaves down the left hall while Mr. Rogers goes to the right window

Mr. Rogers: Dont forget the oil for the engine, Fred. I ought to charge up tomorrow, or I'll have the lights running down

Narracott: Twas held up on railway. Its at the station now. I'll bring it across the first thing tomorrow

Mr. Rogers: And give a hand with the luggage, will you?!!

Narracott: Right!!!

Narracott leaves and Mrs. Roger enters from the left hallway with a piece of paper in her hand

Mrs. Rogers: I forgot to give you the list of guest, Tom

Mr. Rogers: Thanks honey

He takes a quick look at all the names listed on the paper

Mr. Rogers: h'mmm doesn't loom like a very classy lot to me. Miss. Claythrone. She'll probably be the secretary

Mrs. Rogers: I dont hold much with secretaries. Worse than hospital nurses, and them giving themselves airs and graces and looking down on the servants

Mr. Rogers: Oh, stop grousing, Ethel, and cut along to that lovely up-to-date expensive kitchen of your

Mrs. Rogers picks up the basket off the floor giving Mr. Rogers and nasty look

Mrs. Rogers: Too many new-fangled gadgets for my fancy!

Voices of Vera and Philip are heard outside. Mr. Rogers stands at the center doors ready to receive them. He is now a well trained, deferential manservent. Vera and Philip enter from the left side of the balcony. She is a good looking girl of twenty-five. He is an attractive, lean man of twenty-eight, well tanned, with a touch of the adventurer about him. He is already a good deal taken with Vera. Philip takes a look around the room he seems very interested

Philip: So this is it!

Vera: how perfectly lovely!

Mr. Rogers: Miss Claythrone!

Vera: You're..... Rogers?

Mr. Rogers: Yes. Good evening, Miss

Vera: Good evening, Rogers. Will you bring up my luggage and Philip's?