Blanche. [In a voice broken with emotion and gratitude.] Aunt Ruth!
Mason. We can't hope Miss Godesby and Ryder will be as lenient! You must go to them in the morning—tell them everything, put yourself at their mercy, ask for time and their silence.
Sterling. Never! I couldn't do it.
Mason. It is the only honorable way out of your dishonorable action—the least you can do!
Sterling. Confess to their faces, and probably to no good? Eat the dust at their feet, and most likely be clapped into prison for it? No, thank you!
Blanche. Suppose I went to them?
Sterling. You?
Ruth. No! Why should you!
Sterling. Yes! Why not? They might keep silent for her!
Blanche. I would do it for my boy's sake. Yes, I'll go.