GERALD (with a shrug). All right. You'll go back to London at once,
I suppose?

PAMELA. Yes. We hired a car. We left it outside at the gates. We
didn't want to see anybody but you, if possible.

GERALD. Father and mother are out. Aunt Harriet knows--oh, and
Tommy and Letty--that Bob was coming to-day; nobody else. But I
can make up something. We'll keep Tommy and Letty out of it for
the moment. Of course, they'll all have to know in the end.

PAMELA. We'll write, of course.

GERALD. Yes. Tommy and Letty are engaged, by the way.

PAMELA. Oh! (Understanding how he must feel about it) Oh, Gerald!
(She makes a movement towards him, but he takes no notice.) I'll
send Bob to you; he's waiting outside, I expect. (Timidly) Good-bye,
Gerald.

GERALD (still with his back to her). Good-bye, Pamela.

PAMELA. Won't you--

GERALD (from the bottom of his heart). Go away, go away! I can't
bear the sound of your voice; I can't bear to look at you. Go away!

PAMELA. Oh, Gerald! [She goes out.]

(GERALD looks up as she goes out, and then looks quickly down again.