would take me above two hours merely to learn that
little monosyllable--Yes. Ah! my dear, your senti-
mental imagination does not conceive what that little
tiny word implies.


MARIA
Spare me your raillery, my sweet friend; I should
love your agreeable vivacity at any other time.


CHARLOTTE

Why, this is the very time to amuse you. You
grieve me to see you look so unhappy.


MARIA

Have I not reason to look so?


CHARLOTTE

What new grief distresses you?


MARIA

Oh! how sweet it is, when the heart is borne down