[As she passes with NURSE out into the hall, her voice is heard saying, "Do tell me all about the war.">[
HUBERT. [Smothering emotion under a blunt manner] We sail on Friday, Kit. Be good to Helen, old girl.
KATHERINE. Oh! I wish——! Why—can't—women—fight?
HUBERT. Yes, it's bad for you, with Stephen taking it like this. But he'll come round now it's once begun.
KATHERINE shakes her head, then goes suddenly up to him, and throws her arms round his neck. It is as if all the feeling pent up in her were finding vent in this hug. The door from the hall is opened, and SIR JOHN'S voice is heard outside: "All right, I'll find her."
KATHERINE. Father!
[SIR JOHN comes in.]
SIR JOHN. Stephen get my note? I sent it over the moment I got to the War Office.
KATHERINE. I expect so. [Seeing the torn note on the table] Yes.
SIR JOHN. They're shouting the news now. Thank God, I stopped that crazy speech of his in time.