MICH. It was you who sent it all.
AUDR. I must see if my boatman has come.
MICH. (stopping her). No. Why did you send the money—so many different sums from so many different places?
AUDR. Because that gave me dozens of pleasures instead of one, in sending it. And I thought it would give you dozens of pleasures instead of one, in receiving it.
MICH. I knew it was you! How glad I am to owe it all to you! Words couldn’t tell you how grateful I am.
AUDR. And yet you wouldn’t walk the clouds with me for a few minutes?
MICH. You know that I would do anything in my power for your best, your heavenly welfare.
AUDR. I don’t think I care much for my heavenly welfare just at this moment. You tumbled me off my pinnacle, and here I am stuck in the mud. (Looking off at the open door.) Look! That boat is half-way to Saint Margaret’s.
MICH. Yes, they sleep there to-night.
AUDR. What a queer-looking man your secretary is. Is he quite trustworthy?