"I'm going to have to take your word for that." Because this was like nothing she'd ever seen before.

Picking a page at random, Allie quietly read the words out loud, hoping to understand them better. "O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss,
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger:
But O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!"

It helped, but only a little. "I'm not exactly sure what I read, but it sounds pretty."