MRS. MASTERSON. [Almost striking her.] Oh! Oh! And my children have to listen to this! [She whirls about.] Ethel! Freddy! Go out of the room!
ETHEL. I am going with Oceana.
MRS. MASTERSON. What?
ETHEL. Some day... if not now. She's perfectly right. Letitia has no business to keep him. She never would have got him if she hadn't played a part.
MRS. MASTERSON. Ethel Masterson!
LETITIA. Little vixen!
FREDDY. [Rushes to OCEANA and seizes her hand.] Oceana! Let me go with you, too!
DR. MASTERSON. What next!
OCEANA. No, Freddy... no! [She withdraws her hand and holds it out to Henry.] Henry! Come!
[A tense pause; all stare at Henry. He never takes his eyes from Oceana. Slowly, like one hypnotized, he draws away from his wife's embrace, and moves towards Oceana. He seizes her hand. All stand transfixed. Silence.]