Enter Jane, with cake and wine.
Jane. Ma'am, an't please you, Mr. Zachariah bid me——
Rover. "Why, you fancy yourself Cardinal Wolsey in this family."
Jane. No, sir, I'm not Cardinal Wolsey, I'm only my lady's maid here—Jenny Gammon, at your service.
Rover. "A bowl of cream for your Catholic majesty."
Jane. Cream! No, sir, it's wine and water.
Rover. "You get no water, take the wine, great potentate."—[Gives Lady Amaranth a glass, then drinks.]
Jane. Madam, my father begs leave—
Rover. "Go, go, thou shallow Pomona."—[Puts her out.] Eh! Zounds, here's my manager.
Enter Farmer Gammon and Lamp.