Perhaps everything can still be arranged, and Robert writes us how. If you will not open it, give me the letter. If I do it, you have nothing to reproach yourself for.
[Opens it.]
If I only could read by lamp-light. If I put on my spectacles, he would notice it. Read it to me, Mary.
MARY.
You want me to read it, mother?
SOPHY.
If I give you permission, you may surely do so. Put it there next to the Bible. And if he comes near, or his attention is attracted, you read from the Bible.
MARY.
But what?