(_Going up to her._) Kiss me once,
Blanche, and farewell!
Mrs. Tremaine.
It must be for ever, then.
(_They kiss, and remain clasped in each other's arms._)
(_Enter Mrs. Denham suddenly._)
Mrs. Denham.
Arthur! Oh, I see, I am in the way! (_She is about to retire._)
Denham.
(_coming forward_) No; come in, Constance. Blanche is going away.
(_Crosses_ L.)
Mrs. Denham.
Indeed! I must apologise for interrupting a very pretty parting
scene. Had I not better retire until your interesting _tete-a-tete_
is over?
Denham.
There is no necessity. It is over.
Mrs. Denham.
(_coming down_ C) Then may I ask for an explanation
of--what I have unintentionally seen?
Denham.
Certainly. You have a right to ask anything you please.
Mrs. Denham.
Well?
Denham.
We have had our fit of madness. Now we are sane, and Blanche is
going away. That is all. (_Goes to table_ L.)
Mrs. Denham.
Oh, indeed! Arthur, Arthur, I trusted in your love, and you have
betrayed me. You love this woman!
Mrs. Tremaine.
(_coming down_) Let _me_ speak, Constance. If there be a fault or a
folly in the matter, it is mine.
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