(Jean, struggling to command her feelings, goes to window. Vida Levering relinquishes an impulse to follow, and sits left centre. Jean comes slowly back with her eyes bent on the floor, does not lift them till she is quite near Vida. Then the girl's self-absorbed face changes.)
Oh, don't look like that! I shall bring him back to you! (Drops on her knees beside the other's chair.)
Miss L. You would be impertinent (softening) if you weren't a romantic child. You can't bring him back.
Jean. Yes, he——
Miss L. But there's something you can do——
Jean. What?
Miss L. Bring him to the point where he recognises that he's in our debt.
Jean. In our debt?
Miss L. In debt to women. He can't repay the one he robbed——