[She kisses him.
Louise. [To Georgiana.] I suppose I ought to thank you too.
Georgiana. No, don't bother. Come upstairs and have your hair shampooed. Bella must have painted mother red enough by now; it'll rest
you and do you good.
Louise. After all, you're no real relation of ours, and you've done a fine thing.
Georgiana. [Very simply.] Don't talk about it. I wish it were more. I realize fully what it means to your mother and you to have all your money gone. But we'll put our shoulders to the wheel and make the best of it. Come, dear, come.
[She goes out Right. Louise is about to follow, but is stopped by Steven.
Steven. Louise, do you forgive me?
Louise. No, you ought to have asked my advice—let me know.
Steven. But when I used to talk to you about money matters, dear, you always begged me not to bother you.