SYMPHOROSA—[_Hurries to her and embraces her._] Darling ... why are you
up so early? It’s barely seven o’clock. There, there!... Do you feel
better?
BEATRICE—[_Unhappily._] I haven’t slept. I never closed an eye, I was so
restless.... Is the guest suite ready?
CHAMBERMAID—Everything is in perfect order.
BEATRICE—[_Tearfully._] The bath?
CHAMBERMAID—We have just lit the fire. The water will be warm in half an
hour. [_At a nod from BEATRICE she exits at right._]
BEATRICE—Is she to have these three rooms?
SYMPHOROSA—Yes. This salon—— [_Points to the right_] and that one; the
bedroom with the dressing room; and the bath. [_BEATRICE dries her eyes._]
SYMPHOROSA—Don’t cry, dear. The good Lord will help us.
BEATRICE—Only He _can_ help us now. When does Dominica arrive?
SYMPHOROSA—Can’t tell exactly. She is coming by motor.