Oh, I see! She wants you to believe she paced her room in wakeful agony all night. (Reads.) “Sunrise. I have need of confession. I will call at the Deanery before morning service—Patricia Cosway.” Confession! Evidently she means to enjoy herself!... (Opens the other note and reads.) “Dear Dean,—I am calling on you before morning service to-day. I trust, in spite of all that has happened, you will not refuse to receive me—Michael Cosway.” Very interesting. What do you intend to do?
Dean.
Honestly, I haven’t made up my mind yet.
Mrs. O’Farrel.
I protest against your giving Patricia and yourself the luxury of private confession. She owes me her precious confession, not you. Have her out here, and we’ll trounce her together.
Dean.
Poor woman!
Mrs. O’Farrel.
Fiddle-de-dee! She’s having the time of her life. I wonder whether they’ve confessed to each other.