Dorothy.
You’re such a wonderful nurse, I’m sure you’ll have no difficulty in getting another situation. I expect I can find you something myself. I’ll ask among all my friends.
[Norah looks at her reflectively, but does not answer. Dorothy beams and smiles at her.]
Wickham.
Come on, Dorothy, we really haven’t got any time to lose. Good-bye, Miss Marsh.
Norah.
Good-bye.
[They bustle out and in a moment the sound is heard of wheels on the drive as the cab carries them away. Norah is left alone. She stands staring in front of her. She does not hear Miss Pringle come in from the garden.]
Miss Pringle.
I thought they were never going. Well?