PAMELA (determined). No. I'll do it. Yes, Gerald, I know how to
manage him. It isn't only that I must see him myself, but if--
(bravely) if the case is to be over this evening, and if what we
fear is going to happen, he must--oh, he must say good-bye to his
mother too.

GERALD. Well, if that's all, I'll tell him.

PAMELA. He mightn't come for you. He will for me; No, Gerald; I
mean it. None of you understand him. I do.

GERALD. But supposing he's already started and you miss him?

PAMELA. I'll telephone to him at his rooms. Oh, _don't_ stand there
talking--

GERALD (opening the door for her). Oh, well! But I think you're--
[She has gone.]

(He walks up and down the room absently, picking up papers and
putting them down. MASON comes in and arranges the sofa R.)

MASON. Miss Pamela gone, Master Gerald?

GERALD. She's coming back.

[Enter LADY FARRINGDON.]

LADY FARRINGDON. Oh, Gerald, I hoped you'd be here.