Take it. [She takes it wonderingly.] I have met your demands so far. Now, if you wish to do a womanly thing, you’ll throw that on the fire. [Quaife enters; Olive stands staring before her. Speaking in measured tones, keeping his eyes on Olive.] Quaife, the note which Mrs. Allingham will give you is for the messenger.
Quaife.
Yes, sir.
John.
If a lady arrives, ask her to sit down in the card-room; let me know when she comes. I am alone, should the lady make any inquiries.
Quaife.
Very good, sir.
John.
Olive, Quaife is waiting for the note. [There is a pause; then Olive turns suddenly and hands Quaife the note. He goes out. There is another pause.] And after this—after this!—you and I! Upon what terms do you imagine you and I will be after this?
Olive.