[He] drew me out of bed, quite gently, and set the book in my hands and her knitting. He was leaving, at last, after hours of watching him sleep, to go and sit over her.
[He] is torn; wishing to stay and draw out our husband's anger, knowing that this needs to be done. But it is day, and she will need watching. Where our husband is, I do not know.
It seems we are obliged to speak for each other.