Warden. Oh, you are here! I went down into the drawing-room where I left you.
Blanche. Sh!
[She points to Sterling, who lies apparently asleep. They speak in lowered voices.
Warden. Yes, I have a message for you from him.
[Looking at Richard and Ruth.
Ruth. [Who understands.] Come, Richard, I haven't seen your tree yet.
[She goes out Right with Richard.
Warden. [To Blanche.] Give me your hand.
[She does so wonderingly.
Warden. [Softly, with a man's tenderness in his voice.] He is going away for good.