John
[with a satisfied look at the others]
Then that's all fixed! She'll stay when I tell her that you want her to. Could you arrange to start at once?
Ernest
[hesitates]
By leaving here to-night, I could.
John
[with a triumphant look at the family]
Then I'll telephone for your passage—I have a pull with all the steamship lines. [Going.] Of course I hate to cut short your week-end, but I don't want to spoil any scientific careers.
[John hurries in to telephone. Ernest starts too, as if to stop him but restrains the impulse. He stands alone by the door gazing out over the landscape while Lucy, Theodore, and the Judge discuss him in low tones by the tea-table.