[Pause. Parbury’s and Miss Woodward’s eyes meet.
Parbury.
Can’t you, dear? I suppose I must unconsciously have lowered my voice.
Mrs. Parbury.
I’m sure you did.
Parbury.
I’ve an idea. [Comes behind her and touches her shoulders caressingly.] Suppose I finish the article quickly and give it to you to read before sending it away?
Mrs. Parbury.
Yes, do.