Bennet returns.

BENNET. Robert I find has returned. It is ten minutes to seven.

VERNON. Thanks. Well, I shall be glad of a bath. [He turns to
Fanny.] Bennet will send your maid to you. [He whispers to her.]
You'll soon get used to it all. As for the confounded family--we
will forget all about them. [Fanny answers with another little
stifled sob. Bennet is drawing the curtains, his back to the room.
Vernon, seeing that Bennet is occupied, kisses the unresponsive Fanny
and goes out.]

At the sound of the closing of the door, Fanny looks up. She goes to
the door through which Vernon has just passed, listens a moment, then
returns. Bennet calmly finishes the drawing of the curtains. Then
he, too, crosses slowly till he and Fanny are facing one another
across the centre of the room.

FANNY. Well, what are you going to do?

BENNET. My duty!

FANNY. What's that? Something unpleasant, I know. I can bet my
bottom dollar.

BENNET. That, my girl, will depend upon you.

FANNY. How upon me?

BENNET. Whether you prove an easy or a difficult subject. To fit