“We were struggling for the letter, Olivia.”
“You had snatched the letter, Tom?”
“From me,” said Perrin.
“I did not wish your husband to read it, Olivia,” Margaret added.
“He told me it concerned me,” said Stukeley, “and naturally, in a playful way, I snatched it. In a playful way.”
“I told you no such thing,” said Margaret.
“And yet, Charles, you say you did not wish Tom, my husband, to read it?”
“I did not wish it.”
“And you could hand it on to Edward?”
“Yes.”