BLEN. Listen to me but for one moment, and I will do all that you desire.
LADY PLATO goes up the Stage as if uncertain which way to go, till she hurries off by the R.H. door, followed by BLENHEIM.
MAR. Well, I say nothing, but if aunt really wants to find her husband she’s gone quite the wrong way, and I’m to say nothing about it. Well, I’m no tell-tale, but I don’t like it. (goes to the flower-stand, L.H., and trims the flowers) Lord bless us! what a deal o’ trouble people get themselves into when once they begin having secrets from one another.
COUSIN JOE appears at the back.
JOE. This must be the house—I found the gate open, and the Nag’s Head told me this was Sir William’s, and he’s the gentleman that married my cousin, and—— What, Margery! lord bless us!
MAR. What, Joe, is it you? how d’ye do, Joe? Well, I am glad to see you! (shakes hands heartily with JOE) More old friends meeting, but this is the best of all. Well, and how are you, cousin Joe?
JOE. Oh, I’m very well, thank ye!
MAR. What’s brought you here? come to see me?
JOE. Yes.