MRS. BRIGGS
Keep her in sight? Yes. That’s easier than trying to keep him in sight. You’re going up to your room right away, aren’t you?
JESSIE
Yes, in only a minute. I really think you’d better go, Mamma. He might—
MRS. BRIGGS
No, I’ll see to that! (She goes out.)
(Jessie stares after her for a moment, glances at a wrist watch, then rises and looks down the corridor beyond the entrance at the right. She appears to derive some satisfaction from what she sees there, returns to her chair and sits in a carefully graceful attitude, her expression demure. A moment later a young man—he is about twenty-five—comes in rather nervously from the right. He pauses near the entrance.)
THE YOUNG MAN
You!