Brigid
There is something in the letterbox, Sir.
Richard
[Takes a small bunch of keys from his pocket and hands them to her.] Here.
[Brigid goes out by the door at the left and is heard opening and closing the box. A short pause. She enters with two newspapers in her hands.]
Richard
Letters?
Brigid
No, sir. Only them Italian newspapers.
Richard
Leave them on my desk, will you?
[Brigid hands him back the keys, leaves the newspapers in the study, comes out again and goes out by the folding doors on the right.]
Richard
Please, sit down. Bertha will be back in a moment.
[Beatrice sits down again in the easychair. Richard sits beside the table.]
Richard
I had begun to think you would never come back. It is twelve days since you were here.
Beatrice
I thought of that too. But I have come.
Richard
Have you thought over what I told you when you were here last?
