MRS MARCH. There are people who—the moment you pull them out—jump in again.
MARY. We can't tell till we've tried, Mother.
COOK. It's wonderful the difference good food'll make, ma'am.
MRS MARCH. Well, you're all against me. Have it your own way, and when you regret it—remember me!
MR MARCH. We will—we will! That's settled, then. Bring her in and tell her. We'll go on to the terrace.
He goes out through the window, followed by JOHNNY.
MARY. [Opening the door] Come in, please.
FAITH enters and stands beside COOK, close to the door. MARY goes out.
MRS MARCH. [Matter of fact in defeat as in victory] You want to come to us, I hear.
FAITH. Yes.