Yes. My letter to Lady Orreyed.
[Giving the letter to the Servant, who goes out.
Aubrey.
Surely you don't wish me to countermand any order of yours to a servant? Call the man back—take the letter from him!
Paula.
I have not the slightest intention of doing so.
Aubrey.
I must, then. [Going to the door. She snatches up her hat and coat and follows him.] What are you going to do?
Paula.
If you stop that letter, walk out of the house.