CELIA. (_After a pause, during which she lets her hand rest in his, her head averted_) Yes, but it's too late now, because I'm leaving here immediately. Mr. Raleigh is waiting to take me to the station. (SMITH _pulls her gently across and down stage a few steps. She goes quite willingly_.) Will you please let me go? SMITH. (_Still holding her hands_) You shall go. I shall let you go. The instant you tell me to whom you are speaking--Celia. CELIA. Really, this is an outrage. Will you kindly let me go, Colonel Smith? SMITH. _He_ can't. You remember you killed him of wounds at Berbera. CELIA. Well, Colonel Vavasour, will you please let me go? SMITH. _He_ can't. The lawyers haven't finished making him. CELIA. (_After a pause, while she slowly breaks into a laugh_) Oh, very well, then--Wobbles. (SMITH _releases her hand and she hurries to door_ R. _and opens it_.) SMITH. Please don't go. Come into the next room and talk things over. (_Auto horn toots impatiently off_ R.) CELIA. No, no, I can't. There's Mr. Raleigh. He's _come_ up to the door. Good-bye. SMITH. (_After a pause_) Good-bye? CELIA. Yes, good-bye. (_Goes to door and looks off down stairs_) Why, here he is coming up the steps. Martin's letting him in. (SMITH _turns and goes slowly up stage to_ C. _Putting on her veil_) No wonder he's impatient. He's been waiting for me for twenty minutes. SMITH. (_In doorway_) Yes, but remember I've been waiting for you for twenty years. (_Exits, off_ L.C.) (_WARN Curtain_.) (CELIA _pauses a moment and then crosses up as if to call him back, looking over her shoulder to see that_ RALEIGH _is not coming. She goes off stage_ C. _and looks after_ SMITH _and then with a sigh, comes back into room, goes to_ L. _of table, tying her veil as she comes down_. RALEIGH _enters. He's very cold. His nose is red, his coat collar turned up and he is chattering. Comes to_ R.C. _a little up stage_.) RALEIGH. Miss Faraday, I had to come in. I'm nearly frozen--you'll miss your train. I've been waiting for you for twenty minutes. (_He offers her his arm_. CELIA _picks up her bag, crosses to him, takes his arm and they walk quickly to the door. He is above her. He smiles contentedly as they start to exit. As they get to the door, she swings him right out and turns back, going up and off_ C. _again, looking after_ SMITH. RALEIGH _returns and stands by door_) Aren't you coming? CELIA. (_Comes down to him and, as she reaches winged chair, she suddenly drops her bag in the seat of it and throws back her head with a joyous laugh_) No, I've changed my mind. I'm going to stay, because _he's_ been waiting for me for twenty years. (_Runs gaily up and off after_ SMITH, _waving her hand to_ RALEIGH _as she goes_. RALEIGH _drops his hat in amazement, with a smothered, "Well, I'll be----"_) QUICK CURTAIN LIGHT PLOT