C: What are you writing?
A: To my brother. I don’t want them to find us and I’m asking him not to look for me. I’m letting him know I’m OK.
C: They won’t find us, Aurora. No one knows we’re here.
A: I don’t know, Celia. Two single women living together is… weird. And it attracts too much attention.
C: What’s weird about that? Lots of spinsters do it.
A: Well, if I were a teacher, like you, or if we weren’t of marriageable age. That way we’d attract less attention.
C: Aurora. You’ve always told me people see what they want to see. And, to the rest of the world, you and I are cousins.
A: Yes, but if someone sees something or suspects a little bit…
C: No one is going to suspect anything, because we know how to behave outside. And, in here, it’s… our space. Our world. That’s why we came here, didn’t we? To be free? Aurora, don’t let fear put you in the same chains you taught me to break.
A: I’m trying.
C: And you’ll get there! Because you’re the smartest and prettiest woman I know.
A: Really?
C: Yes. And that’s how I like to see you, with a smile.
A: Go, hurry up, I don’t want you to be late!