(Calling out)
Please tell us what's the trouble.
(A silence)
Pale Lady.
I shall faint.
Bishop Hardbrooke.
(Coming forward)
It has been suggested, friends, in view of this
Personal something that has happened here—
I don't know what it is, but we all know
In trouble how we like to be alone.
Later I'll call them up and for us all
Extend our sympathy when we know the cause.
(There is a movement of people departing)
Pink Lady.