Come, boy, the fool is chartered,
Not thou; and I'll break off this hazel switch
And make thee dance if thou not answer me.
What? Silent still? Sirrah, this hazel wand
Shall lace thee till thou tingle, top to toe.
I'll ...
MARIAN
[Unmuffling.]
Robin!
ROBIN
[Catches her in his arms with a cry.]
MARIAN
Fie upon you,
Robin, you did not know me.
ROBIN