Sir G. Where is Miss Dalrymple?
Lady C. I’ll look for her.
Sir G. Stay where you are. I’ll look for her. (Exit, L. The two stand opposite each other—pause)
Lady C. Well, Philip?
Philip. Was this really a dream?
Lady C. No.
Philip. You have overheard my conversation with Sir George?
Lady C. The end of it.
Philip. And you cried out because——
Lady C. I realised the truth.