MISS FARREN. [Putting it into her bag.] Thank you so much. Good-bye.
MRS. WESTERN. If you should ever need a reference, don't be afraid to—
MISS FARREN. Oh, thanks, no more governessing for me. Good-bye!
[She trips out, without another glance at HARVEY, who sits huddled by the fire. MRS. WESTERN moves slowly to the door. At the threshold she pauses, turns, and looks at HARVEY.
MRS. WESTERN. I'll take care that the next governess—shall be quite as pretty as this one, Harvey.
[She opens the door and goes. HARVEY doesn't stir.