Leonard. Miss Godesby, Mr. Warden.
[They enter.
[All greet each other. Warden nods stiffly to Sterling, barely acknowledging his greeting.
Miss Godesby. [To Sterling, purposely speaking with good-humored raillery to relieve the tension of the situation.] Well, you're a nice lot, aren't you?
Sterling. I'm so ashamed! I'm so ashamed!
Miss Godesby. Oh, never mind that now.
Blanche. I have no words to thank you with.
Miss Godesby. Oh, that's all right. The truth is, I've made Warden bring me here, Sterling, for a bit of business. I had an emotional moment yesterday and went off my head a bit. I stand by what I said as to keeping quiet, but—well, I'm like any other old maid who hates dust on her mantelpiece—I'm fidgety not to make some sort of a bluff at putting this thing on a business basis.
Warden. Excuse me, Miss Godesby, I think Sterling ought to know the truth.
Sterling. Now what?