HENRY. [Enters; a handsome, powerfully-built man; smooth shaven, immaculate, reserved in manner.] Well, has the sea-witch arrived?
MRS. MASTERSON. Not yet.
DR. MASTERSON. Freddy's gone to meet her with the limousine.
HENRY. I see. And the steamer?
MRS. MASTERSON. It was to have docked two hours ago.
HENRY. Well, that means that I won't see her till tomorrow evening. I've got to run down to Providence to-night.
LETITIA. What's the matter?
HENRY. Nothing important... just a business matter that requires my presence. Make my apologies; and goodbye, my dear.
[Kisses LETITIA.]
LETITIA. Henry, I wish you'd wait a moment.