Welling: "Here." They all pour glasses of water and press them to her lips.
Jane, pushing the glasses away, and escaping from the room: "They thought Mrs. Campbell was in a great hurry for Miss Rice to have the letter, and they sent off the man with it to meet her."
VII
MRS. CAMPBELL; WELLING; CAMPBELL
Mrs. Campbell: "Oh, merciful goodness!"
Welling: "Gracious powers!"
Campbell: "Another overruling providence. Now you are in for it, my boy! So is Amy. And so am I—which is still more to the point."
Mrs. Campbell: "Well, now, what shall we do?"
Campbell: "All that we can do now is to await developments: they'll come fast enough. Miss Rice will open her letter as soon as she gets it, and she won't understand it in the least; how could she understand a letter in your handwriting, with Welling's name signed to it? She'll show it to Miss Greenway—"
Welling: "Oh, don't say that!"