HANGING-LIP. We were never seen gazing upon trees!
BROAD-THUMB (nodding). Aye! We never heard songs within us!
FLAT-FOOT (nodding). Aye! We think only of our work!
ISABEL. What's your work may not be mine!
DAME (decidedly). There's no other work for a maid than spinning.
ISABEL (sighing). I like it not! Though every other maid in all the world did love to spin, I'd say the same—I like it not!
DAME (to Flat-foot; showing alarm). Sister, close the door, that none without may hear such words.
[Flat-foot rises, but is too late. The QUEEN enters from the street.]
QUEEN (showing displeasure). How now! What's all this noise? I heard it from the street!
[All are frightened; Isabel weeps.]