Miss L. (to Trent). Haven't you noticed that all their worst disturbances come when men are in charge?
Trent. Well—a—(laughs a little ruefully as he moves to the door) I hadn't connected the two ideas. Goodbye.
Miss L. Goodbye.
(Jean takes him downstairs, right centre.)
Lady John (as Trent disappears). That nice boy's in love with you.
(Miss Levering simply looks at her.)
Lady John. Goodbye. (They shake hands.) I wish you hadn't been so unkind to that nice boy!
Miss L. Do you?
Lady John. Yes, for then I would be more certain of your telling Geoffrey Stonor that intelligent women don't nurse their wrongs and lie in wait to punish them.