Just listen.

'We have both made the mistake of reasoning about a thing with which reason has nothing to do.

I see the error now too late for myself, but not, I hope, too late to leave her in peace.
Pray do not speak to her about it at all.' But it is my duty to speak." "Mamma, Maurice is right.

It is too late." "It is not too late for him to get some little justice; and it is not too late for you to know what you have lost." "Oh! I do know," she cried out.

"But even if there had been no other reason, how could I have been different?
He never told me till to-day." And she clasped her two hands together on the edge of the table and hid her face on them.
Mrs.Costello leaned a little more forward, and touched her daughter's arm.
"I must speak to you about this, Lucia," she said.