MILLY. You know I do, darling.
AUDR. (very passionately). I can be constant, Milly—I can! Constant in my friendship, constant in my love! Oh, Milly, I’m the most wretched woman in the world!
MILLY. You’re hysterical, dear.
AUDR. No, I’m forsaken. Nobody loves me!
(Sobbing. Gesture from MICHAEL.)
MILLY. Poor Audrie!
AUDR. Let me be a few minutes by myself. I want to be quite alone. Go home and wait for me there.
MILLY. I don’t like leaving you.
AUDR. (getting her off at transept). Yes—go, dear. I shall be better soon. Do leave me.
MILLY. You won’t be long?