[Shakes hands.
Georgiana. [Rises.] Not now, for good.
Dick. [Laughing.] Oh, no, we aren't off for ten days yet. But I wanted to tell my old pal first.
Georgiana. That was good of you. And you'll come in often before you go, won't you, Dick?
Dick. You bet! Every chance I get.
[Both go up to the window. He has meant to go, but she manœuvres him to the big seat instead.
Georgiana. And anything I can do for you?
[She sits.
Dick. [Sitting beside her.] Oh, I don't think there can be anything.
Georgiana. Oh, yes, there is always something women can do for men who go away to fight. They make things! Let me make something for you.