Silence for a moment, except for HELEN’S noises as she struggles to get loose; the KELLERS are a bit nonplused, and ANNIE is too darkly intent on
HELEN’S manners to have any thoughts now of her own.
HELEN bangs her toe on the chair and sinks to the floor, crying with rage and feigned injury; ANNIE keeps hold of her wrists, gazing down, while KATE rises.
He marches to the front door. KATE and JAMES follow him. Simultaneously ANNIE releases HELEN'S wrists, and the child again sinks to the floor, kicking and crying her weird noises.
ANNIE comes over to his door in turn, removing her glasses grimly; as KELLER outside begins speaking, ANNIE closes the door on JAMES, locks it, removes the key, and turns with her back against the door to stare ominously at HELEN, kicking on the floor.
She’s a hireling. Now I want it clear, unless there’s an apology and complete change of manner, she goes back on the next train! Will you make that quite clear?
He begins off left, finds his napkin still in his irate hand, is uncertain with
it, dabs his lips with dignity, gets rid of it in a toss to JAMES, and marches off.