Mrs. Hunter. Good-by.
Miss Godesby. Good-by, Clara.
Mrs. Hunter. [Frightened.] Would you like to see the dress off?
Miss Godesby. Oh, my dear, it was as off as I would ever like to see it. Good-by.
Mrs. Hunter. Good-by. [Miss Sillerton and Miss Godesby get to doorway Left.] You won't take it?
Miss Godesby. Can't! Good-by.
Clara. [Dryly.] You're forgetting your muff!
Trotter. Rubber!
Miss Godesby. [Coming back for it.] How stupid!
[She goes away to the door again in silence, which is full of suspense for all of them. As she reaches the door Mrs. Hunter speaks.