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The Wiht Nobody in the room The clock

on the ht: it is a

su are heard on the stairs

HIGGINS [calling down to Pickering] I say, Pick: lock up, will you I

shan't be going out again

PICKERING Right Can Mrs Pearce go to bed? We don't want anything

more, do we?

HIGGINS Lord, no!

Eliza opens the door and is seen on the lighted landing in opera cloak,

brilliant evening dress, and diamonds, with fan, flowers, and all

accessories She cohts there She is tired: her pallor contrasts strongly with her dark

eyes and hair; and her expression is alic She takes off her

cloak; puts her fan and flowers on the piano; and sits down on the

bench, brooding and silent Higgins, in evening dress, with overcoat

and hat, co jacket which he has picked up

downstairs He takes off the hat and overcoat; throws them carelessly

on the newspaper stand; disposes of his coat in the sa jacket; and throws hi, similarly attired, comes in He also takes off

his hat and overcoat, and is about to throw theins's when he

hesitates

PICKERING I say: Mrs Pearce will roe leave these things lying