Alas! your lips say no, and your eyes say yes.
WAITWELL.
Take this letter Miss, it is from him himself----
SARA.
From whom? From my father? To me?
WAITWELL.
Yes, take it! You can learn more from it, than I am able to say. He ought to have given this to another to do, not to me. I promised myself pleasure from it; but you turn my joy into sadness.
SARA.
Give it me, honest Waitwell! But no! I will not take it before you tell me what it contains.