FREDA
(Resting one hand on his arm and laughing cheerily.)
There, there, don't look so glum. All is not lost. Nobody will know me, and I'll be gone in five minutes.
(Mrs. McFee appears in doorway to left. Looks at them standing together.)
(Freda crosses to left and goes out, Mrs. McFee standing aside and looking at her closely.)
(Mrs. McFee crosses to Prince.)
MRS. McFEE
Who might that woman be, Mr. Prince?