Slowly he gathered her in his arms——
(MISS SUSAN gives an excited little cry.)
MISS FANNY. And rained hot, burning——'
MISS WILLOUGHBY. Sister!
MISS FANNY (greedily). 'On eyes, mouth——'
MISS WILLOUGHBY (sternly). Stop. Miss Susan, I am indeed surprised you should bring such an amazing, indelicate tale from the library.
MISS SUSAN (with a slight shudder). I deeply regret, Miss Willoughby—— (Sees MISS FANNY reading quickly to herself.) Oh, Fanny! If you please, my dear.
(Takes the book gently from her.)
MISS WILLOUGHBY. I thank you.
(She knits severely.)