We were just wondering where you were, Mother.
Here's your handkerchief. (She picks it up from the sofa.)
MRS. KNOWLE (still in the voice in which you speak to an invalid).
Thank you, dear. Don't let me interrupt you--I was just going--
MELISANDE. But I am just going into the garden. Stay and talk to
Bobby, won't you?
MRS. KNOWLE (with a happy smile, hoping for the best). Yes, my
darling.
MELISANDE (going to the windows). That's right. (She stops at the
windows and holds out her hands to the night)--
The moon shines bright: In such a night as this
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees
And they did make no noise, in such a night
Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls,
And sighed his soul towards the Grecian tents,
Where Cressid lay that night. In such a night
Stood Dido with a willow in her hand,
Upon the wild sea banks, and waft her love
To come again to Carthage.
(She stays there a moment, and then says in a thrilling voice) In such
a night! Ah!
[She goes to it.
MRS. KNOWLE (in a different voice). Ah! . . . Well, Mr. Coote?
BOBBY (turning back to her with a start). Oh--er--yes?
MRS. KNOWLE. No, I think I must call you Bobby. I may call you Bobby,
mayn't I?
BOBBY.
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