“Nay, that’s no answer, madam! I asked how liked you them.”
“I would like them”—
“Well, say it out, thou strange child.”
“I would like them on a woman right well, sir.”
“But not on a man?”
“Nay. Even Alick was shorn long since.”
“And who is Alick, pr’ythee?”
“Alick Standish, the captain’s oldest son.”
“And your little sweetheart?”
“Nay, sir, mother says ’tis not pretty to talk of such things, though like enough we’ll marry when we’re old enough, for our two fathers are close friends.”