JOHN (putting out his hand in timid appeal). Jabez!
JABEZ (impatiently). Well, what is it?
JOHN. Don't be hard on me, Jabez. I've tried to stop him. I've done my best, indeed I have.
JABEZ (impatiently). Oh, I've no time to waste now, John. Anyhow you'd better come in yonder with me. It'll show 'em you're not of the same mind as Charlie.
JOHN (eagerly). Anything, Jabez. I'll do anything if you won't throw me over.
JABEZ. Well, we'll see about that later. Come along.
(Exit Jabez c., John following. Slight murmurs and hoots. Clavering goes up the stairs, hesitates, then closes the door and turns, looking at Rosie.)
CLAV. Miss Thompson!
ROSIE (coldly, looking up). Did you speak to me, Dr. Clavering?
CLAV. (smilingly). Yes. Mayn't I? (Coming forward.)