PHOEBE. Goodbye, old man. (_She stretches out her hand_.)

GEOFFREY. Goodbye. (_She shakes hands with a smile_, _exchanges a

casual_ “_goodbye_” _with_ ELIZABETH.)

(_They go towards the door_.)

(SIGSBY _re-enters_.)

SIGSBY. (_To_ LAMB.) Are you going?

LAMB. Yes. I’ll see you to-morrow morning. About ten o’clock.

SIGSBY. I shall be here. (_He exchanges a_ “_good afternoon_” _with the

others_.)

(_They go out_. SIGSBY _crosses and goes into the other room_.)

ANNYS. (_She has let fall the flowers on the table_. _She crosses to

where_ GEOFFREY _still stands by the desk_, _his back towards her_. _She

stretches out her hand_, _touches him_. _He does not move_.) Geoffrey!

(_But still he takes no notice_.)

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