It contains but a few lines of writing. Having read
it, she holds out her hand for the pen. PEEKIN puts it in her
hand. With a firm hand she signs, folds the paper, and returns it
to him. She remains standing by the table. With the removal of
the tension there comes a rustle, a breaking of the silence.]
MISS RICKETTS [She seizes ANNYS's hand, hanging listlessly by her
side, and, stooping, kisses it.]
MISS BORLASSE That is all, isn't it?
PEEKIN We thank you, Mrs. Chilvers. Good afternoon.
ANNYS [The natural reaction is asserting itself. She pulls
herself together sufficiently to murmur her answer.] Good
afternoon.
MRS. PEEKIN [The DEPUTATION is moving away; she takes from her
waist a small bunch of flowers, and, turning, places them in
ANNYS'S hand.]
ANNYS [She smiles, remains standing silent, the flowers in her
hand.]
["Good afternoons" are exchanged with some of the others.
Finally:]
PEEKIN Good afternoon, Mr. Chilvers.
GEOFFREY [Who has moved away.] Good afternoon.
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