Helen. Yes, you are right. We must go in and help them. Come.
(They enter the house.)
DIALOGUE IV.
SCENE. The British camp. Moonlight. A lady in a rich travelling dress, standing in the door of a log-hut.
Lady Ackland. (Talking to her maid within.) What is the matter, Margaret? What do you go stealing about the walls so like a mad woman for, with that shoe in your hand?
Maid. (Within.) There, Sir!—your song is done!—there's one less, I am certain of that. Coming to the door.) If ever I get home alive, my lady—Ha!—(striking the door with her slipper.) If ever—you are there, are you? I believe I have broken my ear in two. The matter? Will your ladyship look here?
Lady A. Well.
Maid. And if ever I get back to London, I'll say well too. If ever I get back to London alive, my lady,—I'll see—
Lady A. What will you see, Margaret? Nothing lovelier than this, I am sure. Are you not ashamed to stand muttering there? Come here, and look at this beautiful night.
Maid. La, Lady Harriet!