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 : Here?

(shrinking away from the window) : He musn’t see me. Oh, but he’s changed changed.



(To ) Please don’t bother to come. I can find my way.

[She reaches the door and looks back longingly at the window.

Please tell him about me  if he hasn’t had that letter. [She goes out.

(after a long pause, in a strained voice) : Chris is out there.

(backing from the window) : Can you see him?

(moving to the window, fearfully) : Yes. Yes. Oh, Chris!





[She sinks on to the window-seat in tears.

(To ) : Did you tell him you were coming here?