[They all sit.
Georgiana. [Laughing, embarrassed.] Of
course I don't want to urge you off, Dick.
Dick. [Rising.] No, but really, after all, I think I must go.
[All rise again.
Georgiana. No! Mother, I want to speak with Dick alone, before he goes; you won't mind leaving us, will you, you and Sam?
[Sam rises.
Mrs. Carley. [Unwilling.] Oh, no—Come along, Sam. We'll be on the balcony when you pass, Dick; be sure to look up. Good-by.
[Going.
Dick. [Shaking her hand.] I'll look up.