Ellean.
But wait—listen! I have made up my mind also.
Aubrey.
Ah! I recognise your mother in you now!
Ellean.
You need not speak against my mother because you are angry with me!
Aubrey.
I—I hardly know what I'm saying to you. In the morning—in the morning——
[He goes out. She remains standing, and turns her head to listen. Then, after a moment's hesitation she goes softly to the window, and looks out under the verandah.