I'll keep out all I can.
DIANE.
Paul is coming!—How can I tell him we must part?
[PAUL enters. DIANE turns quickly toward him.
PAUL.
[Absorbed in documents he is carrying. Crossing slowly to desk, he lays the papers down and, turning, sees DIANE.]
Diane! Thank heaven you're alone!
[DIANE checks him by a warning gesture; crosses quickly to the door, listens a moment, then slowly approaches PAUL, looking back anxiously.]
Have you no word of welcome for a very weary friend?