AUBREY.
A grave, sedate fellow I"ve thought about--hah! She has fallen in love with the way in which Ardale practically laid down his life to save those poor people shut up in the Residency. [_Taking off his coat._] Well, I suppose if a man can do that sort of thing, one ought to be content. And yet---- [_Throwing his coat on the settee._] I should have met him to-night, but he"d gone out. Paula dear, tell me how you look upon this business.
PAULA.
Yes, I will--I must. To begin with, I--I"ve seen Mr. Ardale.
AUBREY.
Captain Ardale?
PAULA.
Captain Ardale.
AUBREY.
Seen him?
PAULA.
While you were away he came up here, through our grounds, to try to get a word with Ellean. I made her fetch him in and present him to me.
AUBREY.
[_Frowning._] Doesn"t Captain Ardale know there"s a lodge and a front door to this place? Never mind! What is your impression of him?
PAULA.
Aubrey, do you recollect my bringing you a letter--a letter giving you an account of myself--to the Albany late one night--the night before we got married?
AUBREY.
A letter?
PAULA.
You burnt it; don"t you know?
AUBREY.
Yes; I know.
PAULA.
His name was in that letter.
AUBREY.
[_Going back from her slowly, and staring at her._] I don"t understand.
PAULA.
Well--Ardale and I once kept house together. [_He remains silent, not moving._] Why don"t you strike me? Hit me in the face--I"d rather you did! Hurt me! hurt me!
AUBREY.
[_After a pause._] What did you--and this man--say to each other--just now?
PAULA.
I--hardly--know.
AUBREY.
Think!
PAULA.
The end of it all was that I--I told him I must inform you of--what had happened ... he didn"t want me to do that ... I declared that I would ... he dared me to. [_Breaking down._] Let me alone!--oh!
AUBREY.
Where was my daughter while this went on?
PAULA.
I--I had sent her out of the room ... that is all right.
AUBREY.
Yes, yes--yes, yes.
[_He turns his head towards the door._
PAULA.
Who"s that?
_A_ SERVANT _enters with a letter._
SERVANT.
The coachman has just run up with this from The Warren, sir. [AUBREY _takes the letter._] It"s for Mrs. Tanqueray, sir; there"s no answer.
[_The_ SERVANT _withdraws._ AUBREY _goes to_ PAULA _and drops the letter into her lap; she opens it with uncertain hands._
PAULA.