Sir William.
[Withdrawing his hand with a look of disrelish.] What are ye doing, madam? what are ye doing?
[He sits, producing his snuff-box; she sits, upon the basket, facing him, and opens the packet of letters.]
[Withdrawing his hand with a look of disrelish.] What are ye doing, madam? what are ye doing?
[He sits, producing his snuff-box; she sits, upon the basket, facing him, and opens the packet of letters.]