[He turns his head towards the door.
Paula.
Who's that?
A Servant enters with a letter.
Servant.
The coachman has just run up with this from The Warren, sir. [Aubrey takes the letter.] It's for Mrs. Tanqueray, sir; there's no answer.
[The Servant withdraws. Aubrey goes to Paula and drops the letter into her lap; she opens it with uncertain hands.
Paula.
[Reading it to herself.] It's from—him. He's going away—or gone—I think. [Rising in a weak way.] What does it say? I never could make out his writing.
[She gives the letter to Aubrey and stands near him, looking at the letter over his shoulder as he reads.