Ste. Good night.
Lucy. Good night, and thank you.
Bam. It's me that's thankful. Good night.
(Exit Bamford. Stephen crosses to left door, opens it and calls.)
Ste. Now, Mr. Montgomery.
(Enter Walter. Lucy rises, l.)
Walter. Well, sir? (Crosses to r. below table.)
Ste. (c. above table). Are you or are you not going to marry my daughter?
Walter. That depends.
Ste. I'll tell you something. The syndicate's bust. In fact, there never was a syndicate.