WHY JESUS WEPT 
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SIR PERCY, very pale. 
 
Is this your writing ? 
 
ANGELA. 
 
Oh shame !  shame !  shame ! 
Tell me you have not read it, Sir Percy ! 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
Some I did read — How know you my name ? 
 
ANGELA. 
 
I read it in my heart.  O but I am ashamed to speak to 
you !  Or would be were not that name as a brand to blot out 
all feeling from me for evermore. 
 
SIR PERCY aside. 
 
How she speaks !  It is indeed an angel singing. 
(Aloud.)  Indeed, I read too far. 
 
ANGELA. 
 
Pity me ! 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
Dear lady, the joy to know, and so perfectly to express 
such love is enough. 
 
ANGELA. 
 
You mock me !  That girl — do you in truth love her ?  She 
is most beautiful.