[Loud applause. Hughes comes across to Miss Fitton.]
Miss Fitton:
Be bold, boy; be bold always! If I had been a man I’d have kissed every woman that took my fancy, maid or matron. Even when they don’t love you, they’re proud of the tribute. [Hughes bends suddenly, and kisses her on the lips. Disengaging herself.] By my faith, an apt pupil. [Rising.] But I fear we must be going. [To Southampton and Lacy.] We’ll come again, my lords, if we may.
Burbage:
Won’t you look at the other rooms, ladies, before you go? You should see everything!
Miss Fitton:
[Looking at the others.] We shall be late, I fear; but a few minutes——[Ladies follow Burbage.]
Southampton:
Why so silent, Shakespeare? Why would you not sing? You seem lost.
Shakespeare: