GERVASE (bowing). How do you do?
JANE (nervously). How do you do? (After a pause) Well, I'm afraid I must leave you now, as——
MELISANDE (with her eyes still on GERVASE, putting out a hand and clutching at JANE). No!
JANE (startled). What?
MELISANDE. Don't go, Jane. Do sit down, won't you, Mr.—er——
GERVASE. Mallory.
MELISANDE. Mr. Mallory.
GERVASE. Thank you.
MELISANDE. Where will you sit, Mr. Mallory? (She is still talking in an utterly expressionless voice.)
GERVASE. Thank you. Where are you—— (he indicates the sofa.)