Sir Robert.
H'sh, for heaven's sake! Haven't we heard that before? [He opens a drawer of desk and takes out a key.] You must leave this house at once. But I have no desire to expose you, and myself, to the questions of the police patrolling in front of it. Therefore take this. [Giving her the key.] It is the key to the garden door. You can let yourself out by the Park. Your belongings shall be sent after you. [Going up.] Now go and make ready. [He opens the upper door, R., for her. The girl stands for a moment trembling, with the key in her hand. Then goes up to door, stops there, turns, makes an effort to speak, then totters out, choking with emotion. Sir Robert closes the door behind her, returns to desk and touches bell.] Pity! A great pity! Galloway enters with an overcoat, etc., helps Sir Robert to put them on.] Make up the fire and go to bed. I shall be back soon.
Galloway.
Yes, sir.
[Sir Robert goes out by lower door, R. A moment later an outer door is heard to clash. Galloway makes up the fire; brings from inner room on L. a tray containing decanter, glasses, and box of cigars; lays them on a small table by sofa; and then switches off the electric light and goes out by door on lower R.
[The room is now in darkness, except for the subdued light from the fire. The smaller bell of "Big Ben" is heard chiming a quarter to twelve—six beats.
