I will be, dear. And I do not think I will want to leave the city.

[She starts to walk, and after some steps, she stops.]

I will be waiting for you to come and visist me when you wish it, Harold. [A pause.] You know, you look like my son. It is really nice and comforting to see a familiar face, even if you are not him. Besides, my son is a small child, but I wish that he can grow up like a handsome man like you.