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Tell you--?
MURIEL.
About last night--this woman--
SOPHY.
Her Grace?
MURIEL.
Yes, yes.
SOPHY.
Oh, why, I haven't anything to tell, darling.
MURIEL.
Haven't anything to--?
SOPHY.
You see, I couldn't help remembering what you'd called me--mean, and despicable, and all the rest of it; and the feeling came over me that you were right, that I had been sneaky. And so, after I'd attended to her Grace, I--I went straight to bed.
MURIEL.
[_Sitting._] Oh, yes. Then you didn't attempt to--to watch?
SOPHY.
No.
MURIEL.
[_Faintly._] Oh!
SOPHY.
Aren't you glad?
MURIEL.
Glad!
SOPHY.
Why, you were certain that the word or two I'd overheard meant nothing wrong.
MURIEL.
I said so.
SOPHY.
Said so!
MURIEL.
[_Turning to her with clenched hands._] Yes, but at the same time you put the dreadful idea into my head, Sophy, and I've not been able to dismiss it for one moment since.
SOPHY.
[_Under her breath._] Oh!
[_Sitting._
MURIEL.
[_Lifting her veil._] There! you can see what I've been going through.
SOPHY.
[_Looking at her._] I'm so sorry.
MURIEL.
[_Looking at_ SOPHY.] _You_ look rather washed out too. Haven't you slept, either?
SOPHY.
[_Turning her head away._] Not over well. [_Falteringly._] Then, after all, it would have been better if I _had_ spied on her?
MURIEL.
Anything--even that--would have been preferable to this uncertainty.
SOPHY.
[_To herself, her jaw falling._] Oh--!
MURIEL.
[_Looking towards the window._] Has _he_ arrived?
SOPHY.
Yes. [MURIEL _rises, then_ SOPHY.
