makes no outward reaction.
taking out the envelope.
is handed a piece of cake. roth moves over to a folder of documents.
glances back to the dark car following him. in a moment, it pulls up to him, and he gets into the back seat.
finally, he has to step into the car and it roars off.
looking out from his window. the last time he had seen the estate it was warm, and the trees were full.
stands there a moment, watching, not making a sound. and then without a word, he steps back, and closes the door, so that she doesn't see him.
the modest champion. he rises and they take their leave.
he had no hint, not in his wildest imagination could he have guessed that she would do such a thing.
embracing his brother, he glances up.
watching, from the dark window of the boathouse.
slowly steps toward her.
he moves closer to the door; stops, looks at her. and then closes it obscuring any view of her.
squinting up at his son.
alone in the garden.
he has been listening to this discussion.