Cromwell:
I could do nothing more gladly. You have chosen well, both of you. I rejoice for you. But you must wait until this business we have in hand is gathered up a little.
Bridget:
Yes, father. It is better so.
Cromwell:
Let your mother know of the betrothal. I will write as well.
Bridget:
To-night.
Cromwell:
Seth asked to see you, Henry.