[Looks up from the ring. Simply]: No. [Clare turns again, this time quickly and with resolution, and exits L. The church is quite dark, except for light streaming from the open door R. Dan looks at the ring, and puts it in his pocket. With his back to the audience, he looks at the altar of his church. Suddenly, from R., the organ is heard, playing "Hark the Herald Angels." He crosses and closes the door. In the blackness, he hears a step. The Poor Man has come on through the open door L.] Who's there?... Are you looking for someone?
Poor Man
Yes.
Daniel
I'm the assistant rector ... Mr. Gilchrist.
Poor Man
I know you, Mr. Gilchrist.
Daniel
Oh, yes; I remember. You're the man who was cold. Can I do anything for you?
Poor Man