Aubrey.
Paula.
Remain where you are. [Taking a letter from her pocket.] This is it. I've given you an account of myself, furnished you with a list of my adventures since I—you know. [Weighing the letter in her hand.] I wonder if it would go for a penny. Most of it you're acquainted with; I've told you a good deal, haven't I?
Aubrey.
Oh, Paula!
Paula.
What I haven't told you I daresay you've heard from others. But in case they've omitted anything—the dears—it's all here.
Aubrey.
In Heaven's name, why must you talk like this to-night?