John.  Aha!

Maggie.  Now be practical.  Do you withdraw from the bargain, or do you not?

John [on reflection].  It’s a bargain.

Maggie.  Then so be it.

David [hurriedly].  And that’s settled.  Did you say you would take it hot, Mr. Shand?

John.  I think I’ll take it neat.

[The others decide to take it hot, and there is some careful business here with the toddy ladles.]

Alick.  Here’s to you, and your career.

John.  Thank you.  To you, Miss Maggie.  Had we not better draw up a legal document?  Lawyer Crosbie could do it on the quiet.

David.  Should we do that, or should we just trust to one another’s honour?

Alick [gallantly].  Let Maggie decide.

Maggie.  I think we would better have a legal document.

David.  We’ll have it drawn up to-morrow.  I was thinking the best way would be for to pay the money in five yearly instalments.

John.  I was thinking, better bank the whole sum in my name at once.

Alick.  I think David’s plan’s the best.

John.  I think not.  Of course if it’s not convenient to you—­

David [touched to the quick].  It’s perfectly convenient.  What do you say, Maggie?

Maggie.  I agree with John.

David [with an odd feeling that Maggie is now on the other side]. 
Very well.

John.  Then as that’s settled I think I’ll be stepping. [He is putting his papers back in the bag.]

Alick [politely].  If you would like to sit on at your books—­

John.  As I can come at any orra time now I think I’ll be stepping. [Maggie helps him into his topcoat.]

Maggie.  Have you a muffler, John?

John.  I have. [He gets it from his pocket.]

Maggie.  You had better put it twice round. [She does this for him.]

David.  Well, good-night to you, Mr. Shand.

Alick.  And good luck.

John.  Thank you.  The same to you.  And I’ll cry in at your office in the morning before the 6:20 is due.

David.  I’ll have the document ready for you. [There is the awkward pause that sometimes follows great events.] I think, Maggie, you might see Mr. Shand to the door.

Maggie.  Certainly. [John is going by the window.] This way, John.

[She takes him off by the more usual exit.]

David.  He’s a fine frank fellow; and you saw how cleverly he got the better of me about banking the money. [As the heads of the conspirators come gleefully together] I tell you, father, he has a grand business head.

Alick.  Lads, he’s canny.  He’s cannier than any of us.

James.  Except maybe Maggie.  He has no idea what a remarkable woman
Maggie is.