Duchess. You don’t care to?
Suzanne. Oh, certainly, Aunt!
Duchess. It’s in my room; hurry! (Suzanne goes out. To Roger) Quick! On the table!
Roger. What?
Duchess. The letter! She’s hidden it! I saw her!
Roger. Hidden it? (He goes to the table and looks for the letter)
Duchess. On the corner, there! Under the black book. Don’t you see anything?
Roger. No—oh, yes!—a pink paper. (He takes the letter and brings it to the Duchess, reading it as he walks) Oh!
Duchess. What is it?
Roger. (Reading) “I shall arrive Thursday.” From Bellac!