But if by chance it becomes known——
Herbert:
’Twill not be known. Half the guests will be masked; some of the girls, I hear, will be dressed as pages, foresters; I know not what. You will not be noted. Now I must be gone. Farewell, masker, may you have merry hours. [Exit Herbert.]
[Enter, crossing stage from L. to C., the ladies, still accompanied by Southampton, Lacy and Burbage.]
Southampton:
[While the ladies are cloaking at the door.] What think you of our Court ladies, Shakespeare?
Shakespeare:
[Gazing at Mistress Fitton.] What pride and—
Southampton:
You mean the tall, dark girl? Mary Fitton; a rare wench. Do you think her beautiful? Some say she’s too dark.