Bobbie (placing chair behind Chesterfield). And it doesn't matter about Faith, uncle, I'm glad you were the means of showing her up. I don't love her a bit now. I hate her, and we all want you to understand that we'd rather have you alive and with us than all the beastly money in the world.
Joyce (leaning forward over table). And we'll do anything you like to atone for it. We'll abase ourselves like they used to in the olden days to show they repented.
Oliver. Will you let it go at that, uncle? (He comes forward to L. of Daniel.)
Daniel (softly). I should just think I will. (Kisses Evangeline.)
(Joyce comes round and kisses him. Oliver moves down L. Evangeline
moves behind table.)
Joyce (running to R.). Sylvia! Sylvia! Mother, come here! It's all right!
(Enter Mrs. Dermott from R.)
Mrs. Dermott. I've just come out of the boiler. What on earth is all this noise?
Joyce. We've all made it up with Uncle Daniel and he's forgiven us.
Mrs. Dermott. I'm sure I'm very glad, darlings, and I hope you're none of you too old to take a lesson from it. (Comes to Daniel's R.)