Oh, she has her brother to help her, of course.
[Leslie enters, and Janet embraces her.]
Leslie.
The post brought me a letter from my dear one—my husband—and I hid myself away to read it.
Wilfrid Brudenell.
When does Dun start for home, Les?
Leslie.
I don’t know; this was written the day before yesterday.
Janet Preece.
Your husband? You—you are married?