The Lady.
So you've been in there eavesdropping, have you?
Daisy.
I brought in a wreath.
The Lady.
Well, what do you know about my letters?
Daisy.
Here they are. (Takes a small package of letters from her dress and hands it to The Lady.) I intended to give them to you secretly when you left.
The Lady.
(Snatches the letters from her hand and looks at them.) How do you happen to have these letters?