[To the others.] Please go.

John.

[To Sylvia.] Come. They want to be alone. Dr. Macfarlane, will you come into the garden for a few minutes?

Dr. Macfarlane.

Of course I will. Of course.

[They go out. Colonel and Mrs. Wharton are left alone. For a moment they are silent.

Mrs. Wharton.

Perhaps it isn’t true, my dear.

Colonel Wharton.

It’s true. I know it’s true now.