Sophia. [Aside.] Monster!
Horatia. [Aside.] Traitor!
Barbara. [Aside.] Butcher!
Col. What, all silent and aghast? I shall begin to fear myself unwelcome. Hey, Mrs. Judith? But my Regiment is quartered for the night in the village, and I was sure that I might throw myself on the hospitality of an old friend.
Mrs. Jud. We are delighted to see you.
Col. Is your little room unoccupied to-night?
Mrs. Jud. To tell the truth there is a young....
Horatia. [Aside.] I could beat her! [Aloud.] It is quite unoccupied, Sir, except—except in this cold weather we keep the pigs there.
Col. The pigs!
Mrs. Jud. Why, Ratty....