Michaelis.
Take her with you, I will come.
Rhoda.
With gentle urgency, to the woman.
Come with me.
She leads the woman out through the hall door.
Michaelis.
To Mrs. Beeler, as he points outside.
Tell them to wait until to-morrow at sunrise.
Mr. and Mrs. Beeler move toward the entrance door; some of the others start after, some linger, curious to know what will happen to the child. Michaelis turns upon them with a commanding gesture.