Moles. Shall I show him up?
[Georgiana nods her head. Moles goes out. Georgiana continues playing. In a few seconds Moles reënters with Coast.
Coast. Good morning, Georgiana.
[Georgiana, half smiling, bows very impersonally, and continues playing till she finishes the music. Coast leans against the piano, facing her, and watches her and waits.
Georgiana. [When she has finished.] How long is it since you and I have been friends?
Coast. It's five weeks and a couple of days—but it wasn't my fault.
Georgiana. Wasn't it? Well? What is it? Why do you want to see me?
Coast. Same reason as ever!
Georgiana. No,—you wouldn't ask me that now!
Coast. Yes, I would!