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Page 95
[_With a nod, opening the box._] A solitaire shirt-stud.
[_She retains a neatly-folded piece of paper which is enclosed in the
box and hands the box to_ SOPHY.
SOPHY.
Beautiful. [_Glancing at the piece of paper in_ MURIEL'S _hand._] What's
that?
MURIEL.
[_Unfolding the paper carefully._] This goes with it.
[_She holds the paper before_ SOPHY.
SOPHY.
[_Reading._] "To Napier--"
MURIEL.
[_Withdrawing the paper._] Ah, no.
SOPHY.
Mayn't I?
MURIEL.
[_Yielding the paper impulsively._] Yes, _you_ may.
[MURIEL _turns away and stands leaning upon the back of the screen-chair
on the left, with her face in her hands._ SOPHY _places the jeweller's
case upon the circular table._
SOPHY.
[_Reading with difficulty._] "To Napier from Muriel. I only--" what? You
_have_ blotted it.
MURIEL.
[_With a sob._] Have I?
SOPHY.
You've been crying over it.
MURIEL.
Yes.
SOPHY.
"I only--" I can't read it.
MURIEL.
[_Through her tears._]
"I only know--we loved in vain:
I only feel--Farewell!--Farewell!"
SOPHY.
[_In a low voice._] Very nice, darling. [_She lays the paper tenderly
upon the box and goes to_ MURIEL. _Eyeing her keenly._] You really _are_
determined, then, to wish him good-bye?
MURIEL.
[_Turning to her and weeping upon her shoulder._] Oh, Sophy! Sophy!
SOPHY.
There, there! it'll soon be over.
MURIEL.
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