CATHARINE. And scorn me, and jeer at me, as all the others do.
EDITH. But she will not; she will call you her own mother, and love you dearly. You will become good, and she will never know you have done wrong. Will you not come?
CATHARINE. O, yes, I will, I will!
Enter LISA and EDWARD.
EDITH. I am so glad you are found, Lisa; now you shall go home with me.
LISA. O, no; my mother is in prison; I must go to her—she'll want me so much. Do let me go.
EDITH. Edward, we must carry her there before we go home.
EDWARD. It will be useless; we cannot get into the jail at this hour of the evening.
EDITH. To-morrow, Lisa, early in the morning.
LISA. It is so long till then!