[They shake hands; she follows him to the door.
Dick. I must. I'll be late.
Georgiana. Be late.
Dick. [Looking at her a moment.] I am—too late. Good-by.
[He is going out again and she stops him. Good-by. [Light-heartedly.
[He goes out. She stands where he leaves her, facing the door. A pause.
Georgiana. "What does it matter"—"wish me good-by."
[She turns, looking straight ahead of her, gazing into space, realizing what it means to her.
Slowly the emotion creeps into her face, she falters where she stands, and turns about to burst into tears, when Coast comes back into the room.
Coast. I heard Coleman go—can I talk with you a little?