[MRS. WESTERN _has turned towards him, still holding the other
bracelet in her hand._ MARTIN _catches sight of it, and stops dead
short, staring bewilderedly at it._
MRS. WESTERN. [_Calmly._] Where did you find it?
[_She takes the bracelet off the salver and lays it on the
table._
MARTIN. [_With a great effort._] It had fallen into the pocket of the
car--there was a hole in the pocket--it had worked its way right down into
the body.
MRS. WESTERN. Very well. Thank you.
[MARTIN _goes; the other servants have already slunk off. There
is a moment's silence._ MRS. WESTERN _suddenly flings the
bracelet she has in her hand in_ MISS FARREN'S _direction._
MRS. WESTERN. [_Contemptuously._] Here. I return you your property. And
now pack up your things and leave the house.
HARVEY. [_Who has stepped forward and picked up the bracelet, standing
between_ MRS. WESTERN _and_ MISS FARREN.] No.
MRS. WESTERN. [_Staring at him._] What?
HARVEY. [_Violently._] I say, No!
MRS. WESTERN. I have told the girl to leave my house.
HARVEY. _My_ house--mine! And she shall stay in it! Or, at least, when she
goes, it shall be without the slightest stain or suspicion--
MRS. WESTERN. [_Scornfully._] I am not accusing her of theft.