Miss Fitton:
You would not dare.
Herbert:
Dare! indeed; wouldn’t I! [They dance round, and when their turn comes to kiss, Miss Fitton gives her lips. Immediately afterwards the doors are thrown open and the Queen announced, R. Some servants enter backwards; then the Queen moves to throne, R. C. The dancers stop; all bow and curtsey.]
Scene VI.
The Queen:
Let the dance go on! [The Queen looks round; Herbert and Miss Fitton are standing L.C. The Queen calls “Lord Herbert.” Herbert goes on talking to Miss Fitton as if he did not hear.]
Miss Fitton:
[In a loud whisper.] Go, the Queen calls, go.
Lord Herbert.