That now I know thee as thou sittest there
Queen-like, beneath the over-shadowing boughs
Of that huge oak-tree, monarch of this wood.
Lady Ellrington [smiling graciously].
Who art thou, maiden?
Girl.
Marian is my name.
Lady Ellrington [starting up: aside].
Ha! my rival! [Sternly] What dost thou here alone?
Marian [aside].