Stella. Certainly. I will read, with your permission, Whittier’s “Maud Muller.”
Festus. I should be delighted to hear it.
Reading. “Maud Muller.” Stella.
Festus. Beautiful, beautiful! Madam, this, too, affects me.
Stella. How?
Festus. When I think “it might have been.”
Stella. Then I wouldn’t think of it, if I were you. What shall we have now?
Festus. Suppose we read together.
Stella. Together?
Festus. Yes, a scene from some play. There’s “The Marble Heart.”