FANNY [_her control gives way_. _She breaks out_]. Oh, because I’ve been a fool. It’s the explanation of most people’s muddles, I expect, if they only knew it. Don’t talk to me, anybody. I’ve got nothing more to say. [_To Bennet_] I’m sorry. You wouldn’t give me a chance. I’d have met you half way. [_To Mrs. Bennet_] I’m sorry. Don’t be too hard on me. It won’t mean much trouble to you. Good servants don’t go begging. You can depend upon me for a character. [_To Jane_] You’ll do much better for yourselves elsewhere. [_To Honoria_] Don’t let that pretty face of yours ever get you into trouble. [_To Ernest_] Good-bye, Ernest. We were always pals, weren’t we? Good-bye. [_She kisses him_. _It has all been the work of a moment_. _She comes down again_.] Don’t think me rude, but I’d like to be alone. We can talk calmly about it all to-morrow morning. [_To the Misses Wetherell_] I’m so awfully sorry. I wish I could have seen any other way out. [_The tears are streaming from her eyes_. _To Vernon_] Take them all away, won’t you, dear? We’ll talk about it all to-morrow. I’ll feel gooder. [_She kisses him_. _To Dr. Freemantle_] Take them all away. Tell him it wasn’t all my fault. [_To Newte_] You’ll have to stop the night. There are no more trains. I’ll see you in the morning. Good night. _Bennet has collected his troop_. _Leads them away_. _Dr. Freemantle_, _kindly and helpful_, _takes off Vernon and the two ladies_. NEWTE [_he grips her hand_, _and speaks in his short_, _growling way_]. Good night, old girl. [_He follows the others out_.] FANNY [_crosses towards the windows_. _Her chief business is dabbing her eyes_. _The door closes with a click_. _She turns_. _She puts her handkerchief away_. _She looks at the portrait of Constance_, _first Lady Bantock_]. I believe it’s what you’ve been telling me to do, all the time. [CURTAIN] _ACT IV_ _SCENE_ _The same_. _The blinds are down_. _Ashes fill the grate_. _Time_.—_Early the next morning_.