[_She offers him her hand. They shake hands._
WARDEN. What a brick you are! You know you don't do yourself anything
like justice in the world!
[GODESBY _reenters Left and after him a_ MAN SERVANT _in ordinary
clothes, who passes through the archway at back Centre._
GODESBY. Ready!
WARDEN. [_Aside to her._] You can promise his silence about Sterling?
MISS GODESBY. Oh, yes, he's absolutely dependent upon me.
WARDEN. Thank you.
MISS GODESBY. [_To_ NED _with a forced gaiety._] Good-by!
WARDEN. [_Again shaking her hand_] Good-by.
[_He looks his thanks at her._
GODESBY. Well? What did you do?
MISS GODESBY. [_As they go._] Don't worry; I've taken care of myself for
many years, and I still feel up to it!
[_They go out Left and at the same time the_ SERVANT _enters from the
archway at back Centre carrying some fire logs in his arms. This_
SERVANT _speaks with a slight French accent. As he reaches the house,_
WARDEN _stops him with a question, and the_ GODESBYS' _sleigh-bells
start up and quickly die away. The sun begins to set._
WARDEN Have you an empty sitting room?
SERVANT. Yes, sair.
WARDEN Warm?
SERVANT. I will soon arrange a fire.
WARDEN I wish you would, please.
SERVANT. Ze big room for ze breakfast is altogether ready and warm; you
will be able to go in there now.
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