Phil. (to Kate, who moves away) You won’t go far? You won’t leave Ravenhurst?
Sir P. (prompting Kate) No.
Kate. No.
Phil. You will stay here—under this roof?
Sir P. (prompting) Yes.
Kate. If I am welcome—for the present—yes.
Phil. And for the future?
Bea. (crosses to C.) Yes. Your sister will be always welcome here. (takes Kate’s hand. Kate bows to her and exit R.I.D. Beatrice turns to Philip caressingly)
Sir P. (following—aside) Damn’d good actress, that woman! (exit R.)
Phil. How can I thank you, Beatrice? How can I tell you bow proud I am of you, and how I love you? (holding both her hands, draws her down by his side) Oh, my darling wife, how can I soften this blow which has fallen upon you? (embracing her)