[A knock at the door.
Basil.
[Without looking up.] Come in.
[Fanny enters.]
Fanny.
[Subdued and pale.] I came to see if you wanted anything, sir.
Basil.
[Looking up at her slowly, his voice is dull and hoarse.] No.
Fanny.
Shall I open the windows, Sir? It's a beautiful morning.