Oh, I forgot. [She takes Miss Pringle’s letter up again and begins to read it.] “...Piece of good news for you. I write at once so that you may make your plans accordingly. I told you in my last letter of my sister-in-law’s sudden death, and now my brother is very anxious that I should live with him. So I am leaving Mrs. Hubbard, and she wishes me to say that if you care to have my place as her companion she will be very pleased to have you. I have been with her for thirteen years, and she has always treated me like an equal. She is very considerate, and there is practically nothing to do but to exercise the dogs. The salary is thirty-five pounds a year.”
Marsh.
Both letters are addressed to Miss Marsh. Don’t they know you’re married?
Norah.
No. I never told them.
Hornby.
What a lark! You could go back to Tunbridge Wells, and none of the old frumps would ever know you’d been married.
[Norah gives a sudden start when he says this and stares at him with wide-open eyes. There is a moment’s pause.]
Marsh.
Just clear out for a minute, Reg. I want to speak to Norah.