Nogam. [Quietly coming in.] Hansom, sir.
[He goes out and Cynthia rises.
John. Why don't you finish your supper?
[Cynthia hesitates.
Cynthia. The—the—hansom—
John. Why go to the Holland? After all—you know, Cyn, you're at home here.
Cynthia. No, Jack, I'm not—I'm not at home here—unless—unless—
John. Out with it!
Cynthia. [Bursting into tears.] Unless I—unless I'm at home in your heart, Jack!
John. What do you think?