FOSTER. Yes, thanks.
Exeunt all, except MASSEY, MAGGIE and FOSTER.
MASSEY. [finally he looks at the TWO, then at the clock; poking the fire, then humming a little.] Have you seen the “Argus,” Mag?
MAGGIE. In the kitchen. I’ll get it. [Makes a move to the door.]
MASSEY. No, no, I’m going out.
Goes.
MAGGIE. Father calls that tact.
FOSTER. [coming over to her.] What?
MAGGIE. Didn’t you notice? He doesn’t want the “Argus,” really.
FOSTER. [just understanding.] You mean he’s left us together?