[She starts up. He passes her, and opens the door.]
Daniel
Clare ... good-night. [She takes his hand. Then she exits. The outer door slams. Then a cab door ... faintly. He sinks ... tired with the effort of renunciation. Afterward he comes down, slowly, and drops on the bench in front of the table. Mary Margaret enters, singing "I'm a Pilgrim," in a higher key, to march tempo, keeping time with her crutches. She is down R. when she sees Daniel.]
Mary Margaret
Ain't you well, Mr. Gilchrist?
Daniel
Just tired.
Mary Margaret
Maybe you ain't believin' hard enough. [He looks up.] It's 'most time for the meetin'. [Grubby enters with a tray.]
Grubby