[Intercepting him.] For goodness’ sake, not yet. Mother’s no use.
Mrs. Cloys.
[Reading.] “P.S.—Jack Allingham would not treat a woman so like dirt.” Jack Allingham——[Suddenly] Justina! [Justina again comes to her.] There’s only one very great danger.
Justina.
Why, you don’t think Theo would—take poison—or——!
Mrs. Cloys.
No, I mean a worse danger than that. [Pointing to a sentence in the letter.] That one.
Justina.
[Reading.] “Jack Allingham would not treat a woman——” [Staring at Mrs. Cloys.] Oh——!
Mrs. Cloys.