[He runs to the drawer of his desk. The cry is repeated: "For God's sake, help, help, oh!"
Harry. My God, they're killing someone. It can't be ... [He remembers that George is coming that evening.]
Daisy. [Throwing herself on him.] No, Harry, don't go, don't go, I won't let you.
Harry. Get out of my way.
[He pushes her violently aside and runs out. Daisy sinks to the floor and buries her face in her hands.
Daisy. Oh, my God!
[The Amah has been waiting just outside one of the doors, in the courtyard, and now she slips in.
Amah. Harry velly blave man. He hear white man being murdered. He run and help. Hi, hi.
Daisy. Oh, I can't. Harry, Harry.
[She springs to her feet and runs towards the courtyard, with some instinctive idea of going to her husband's help. The Amah stops her.