Yes, ma'am!
[ETHEL shivers at the "ma'am.">[
[He sits in the chair which HORACE has occupied, still holding his hat in his hand.]
ETHEL
[tremulously, her eyes cast down]
As you know, I—I—
[She stops, as if afraid of breaking down; then, turning toward him, cries sharply.]
Oh, are you really my guardian?
PIKE
[smiling]