Dolly. No, dear—still, people are so full of prejudice—now what can I do?
Renie. [Clasping Dolly's hand warmly.] Oh, Dolly, you can help me so much.
Dolly. [A little alarmed.] Can I? Tell me——
Renie. If Lucas and I are parted—— [Breaks down.] I can't bear it! I can't bear it!
Dolly. Try, dear! Try!
Renie. [Sobbing.] I will. And if at any time I long to hear how he bears our separation, you won't mind receiving a letter, and sending it on to me?
Dolly. I'm afraid I couldn't do that, dear. You see, I'm so careless, and if I left the letter about, and Harry found it—no, dear——
Renie. You won't help me?
Dolly. Yes, dear, I'll do anything in my power! [Suddenly.] I'll tell you what I can do!
Renie. Yes?