ARAMINTE: Sooner or later my sister must confide in me.
BELISE: I tremble. Dare I make her my full confidante? Let's try.
Let's talk to her.
ARAMINTE: (aloud) Sister.
BELISE: (aloud) Sister, I think— (aside) Oh, fear seizes me!
ARAMINTE: (aside) Shame smothers my voice.
BELISE:(aloud) To put money when the law—
ARAMINTE: When one disposes of joint funds by oneself—
BELISE: One ought to warn of taking it, but one dares not—
ARAMINTE: One ought to confide in her sister.
BELISE: Yes, of course—