John Moody. Already? no, sure.
Maid. Yes, yes, it's at the door, they are getting out; my mistress is run to receive them.
John Moody. And so will I as in duty bound.
[Exeunt John and maid.
Unc. Rich. And I will stay here, not being in duty bound to do the honours of this house.
Enter Sir Francis, Lady, 'Squire Humphry, Mrs. Betty, Mrs. Handy, Doll Tripe, John Moody, and Mrs. Motherly.
Lady Head. Do you hear, Moody, let all the things be first laid down here, and then carried where they'll be used.
John Moody. They shall, an't please your ladyship.
Lady Head. What, my uncle Richard here to receive us! this is kind indeed: Sir, I am extremely glad to see you.
Unc. Rich. Niece, your servant. [Salutes her.] I am extremely sorry to see you, in the worst place I know in the world for a good woman to grow better in. Nephew, I am your servant too; but I don't know how to bid you welcome.