[He turns back to look at the fire, and she walks slowly out of the room.
ACT III
The Scene is the same as in the preceding Acts. It is early morning on the following Wednesday. The dead ashes of yesterday’s fire are still in the grate. Not far away is heard the ringing of a church bell to call the faithful to the first service.
Mrs. Wharton is standing by a table on which is a large basket of white flowers which she had just brought in from the garden. She picks up a rose, and with a faint smile gives it a little caress. Sylvia comes in from the garden.
Sylvia.
[With surprise.] Mrs. Wharton!
Mrs. Wharton.
Oh, Sylvia, is it you?
Sylvia.