Carlyon Sahib: A Drama in Four Acts

by Gilbert Murray

If it were any one but you!

Re-enter Rheinhardt down the steps; he sees Vera but not Carlyon.

Rheinhardt.

You were quite right, quite right! You have seen at a glance what it would take weeks and weeks—Of course it was just a piece of luck; it was not any skill—you have none. [To Carlyon.] Ah, I did not see you! I was talking of your daughter's work.

Carlyon.

[Coming down to Rheinhardt.] Ah, Dr. Rheinhardt, I know the sad piece of work you are referring to. Is there no hope?

Rheinhardt.

[To Vera.] Did you speak hereof to another person?

Vera.