MRS. H. [Bitterly] Much gratitude I get for saving you both our home!
JILL. [Disarmed] Oh! Mother, we are grateful. Dodo, show your gratitude.
HILLCRIST. Well, my dear, it's an intense relief. I'm not good at showing my feelings, as you know. What d'you want me to do? Stand on one leg and crow?
JILL. Yes, Dodo, yes! Mother, hold him while I [Suddenly she stops, and all the fun goes out of her] No! I can't—I can't help thinking of her.
CURTAIN falls for a minute.
SCENE II
When it rises again, the room is empty and dark, same for moonlight coming in through the French window, which is open.
The figure of CHLOE, in a black cloak, appears outside in the moonlight; she peers in, moves past, comes bank, hesitatingly enters. The cloak, fallen back, reveals a white evening dress; and that magpie figure stands poised watchfully in the dim light, then flaps unhappily Left and Right, as if she could not keep still. Suddenly she stands listening.
ROLF'S VOICE. [Outside] Chloe! Chloe!
[He appears]