Devenish. Moon? Moon? Now where have I heard that word before?
Delia. What do you mean?
Devenish. I was trying not to be a poet.
(Delia opens the doors.)
Well, I'll come with you, but I shall refuse to look at it. (Putting his L. hand behind his back, he walks slowly out with her, saying to himself) The Prime Minister then left the House.
(They cross the windows at the back and go off L.)
(Belinda and Tremayne come from the library, the latter holding the door for her to pass.)
Belinda (moving below the settee across the room). Thank you. I don't think it's unkind to leave him, do you? He seemed quite happy.
Tremayne (following her). I shouldn't have been happy if we'd stayed.
Belinda (reaching the Chesterfield she puts her feet up. Her head it towards L.). Yes, but I was really thinking of Mr. Baxter.