Prioress
.
Come hider, my two nonnes to my side,
Till that my mighty anger shall subside.
(Enter two Nuns who stand on either side of the Prioress.)
That girl, alas! hath made my speech too tarte
Who once was conscience al and tendre herte.
O Emelye, whose hair is in a tresse
Behynd your back, a yarde long.
Wife
.
(aside) I guesse.
(Enter Emily.)
Prioress