A play by E. G. Cousins.
Time: The Present

Lionel Hale writes:
This is a problem of conscience, told as a comedy. Hamble, the night-porter of a block of service flats, is in his own words 'a God-fearing man'. This humble Hamble is dragged into a late-night argument with the ill-tempered Mr. Moddling have always thought that night-porters have a lot to put up with - and in the ensuing brawl gives him a push that sends him out of the window. The result? One dead Moddling, one highly perplexed Hamble. Clutching the Bible in his hand, and seeking guidance from all and sundry, he wishes to confess to murder. But this honest ambition suits nobody else - not Hamble's wife, naturally; not the lady in the flat above whose impending divorce might be threatened by the disclosure of her lover in the block of flats on the fatal night; nor Mr. Hornwhistle, owner of the block, whose business deal would be jeopardised; nor Moddling's gay widow, fussed about the insurance policy; nor even the Vicar, whose Bishop emphatically disapproves of capital punishment. E. G. Cousins squeezes all the satiric implications out of the situation. And does Hamble confess?