AMOS. I replied that I fervently hoped I should never set eyes on their relative again.
GERTRUDE [Gleefully.] Ha!
AMOS. But that Mrs. Ebbsmith had left a letter behind her at the Palazzo Arconati, addressed to that gentleman, which I presume contained so full an explanation as he could desire.
GERTRUDE. Oh, Amos—!
AMOS. Eh?
GERTRUDE. You're mistaken there, dear; there was no letter.
AMOS. No letter—?
GERTRUDE. Simply four shakily-written words.
AMOS. Only four words!
GERTRUDE. "My—hour-is-over."