(Fosco is pleasantly surprised. He shoos the servant away.
He slicks back his hair back, adjusts his smoking jacket.
The servant exits as Marian enters)
FOSCO
To what Miss Halcombe do we owe this honour?
Each successive day was getting duller
MARIAN (as she takes her coat off, revealing her red dress to him for the first time)
Well I somehow thought you might be missing me
FOSCO
I must tell you scarlet is your color
MARIAN
I cannot spend all my life in mourning
Though in ev'ry way I miss my sister