mrs. cheveley. [Laughing.] ‘I want you. I trust you. I am coming to you. Gertrude.’
[lord goring rushes to the bureau and takes up the envelope, finds is empty, and turns round.]
lord goring. You wretched woman, must you always be thieving? Give me back that letter. I’ll take it from you by force. You shall not leave my room till I have got it.
[He rushes towards her, but mrs. cheveley at once puts her hand on the electric bell that is on the table. The bell sounds with shrill reverberations, and phipps enters.]
mrs. cheveley. [After a pause.] Lord Goring merely rang that you should show me out. Good-night, Lord Goring!
[Goes out followed by phipps. Her face is illumined with evil triumph. There is joy in her eyes. Youth seems to have come back to her. Her last glance is like a swift arrow. lord goring bites his lip, and lights a cigarette.]
Act Drop.
FOURTH ACT
SCENE
Same as Act II.