When the concert ends at last, the other members of the audience applaud, murmur appreciatively, start to leave; the musicians rise from their seats, tapping the spit out of their woodwinds and brasses, putting their instruments into cases or slipjackets. Aunt Georgiana, however, does not move. Still sobbing, she tells Clark, 'I don't want to go, Clark, I don't want to go!' It isn't merely that she doesn't want to leave the concert hall; she doesn't want to return to a gray and ugly world, where music has no part.