The Tyranny of Tears: A Comedy in Four Acts

by C. Haddon Chambers

[Hard again.] Which way is it to be?

Parbury.

[Firmly.] My way, dear.

[Goes up C. to fireplace.

Mrs. Parbury.

[Alone, C.] Good heavens! He’ll really let me go. [Hesitates for a moment, then draws herself up.] Come, father.

Colonel.

Good-night, Mr. Gunning. Good-night, Clement.

Parbury and Gunning.