Evelyn. Oh! [Exclamation of impatience.]
[She turns away and exits R.]
[Cecil watches her departure with a smile half-amused, half-pained, till she is long out of sight. Then with half a sigh turns back to his tree.]
Cecil [re-seating himself]. Poor Reggie! [Re-opens his book and settles himself to read again.]
[A cuckoo hoots loudly from a distant thicket and is answered by another. Cecil looks up from his book to listen as the curtain falls.]
[Curtain.]