TENNANT. [looking at CHARLEY.] Put it in the fire.
CHARLEY. [defiantly.] It might be useful. [He opens it and fixes it with a pin against the wall.]
LILY. Now we shall be able to follow your travels, shan’t we?
LESLIE. The time has come! Well, good-bye—old man. Allow me to prophesy you’ll soon be back—remember what I said—
MAGGIE. [from the door.] It’s a most glorious morning! The sun is shining for you, Mr. Tennant—and there’s not a cloud in the sky.
LESLIE. I hope you won’t lose all your money—
MAGGIE. The sea will be all beautiful with the dearest little ripples.
LESLIE. And if by any wonderful stroke of luck you do make anything, let us know. Good-bye.
MAGGIE. All the men are running off to the city—but you’re going to Australia.
TENNANT is rushed out.