MICH. (speaking in a very calm voice). Those of you who are filled with idle foolish curiosity, come and look in. (They fall back.) Those of you who have been moved by the awful lesson of this morning, go to your homes, ponder it in your hearts, so that all your actions and all your thoughts from this time forth may be as open as the day, as clear as crystal, as white as snow.
(They all go away gradually. MICHAEL comes away from the window, leaving it open, goes to MARK.)
MICH. Mark! (Cordial handshake.) You’ve come to stay, I hope?
MARK. A few days. You have a little business here?
(Glancing at the group of ROSE, ANDREW, and Sister.)
MICH. It’s nearly finished. Leave me with them for a few moments.
MARK. I’ll get rid of the dust of my journey and come back to you.
(Exit MARK. MICHAEL turns towards ROSE with great tenderness.)
MICH. Poor child!
(She comes towards him with evident effort; the Sister brings a chair and she sinks into it, sobbing.)