Muffet. They make me afraid. I can't bear bats—they're nearly as bad as spiders.
Nurse. I never saw such a foolish little child. Spiders don't do you any harm, either.
Muffet. Oh, they're worse than bats. You won't let one come near me, nursie, will you?
Nurse [smiling]. Of course not, my poppet. Now, it's time to go out. Put your things on and we'll take the baby into the grounds.
[Nurse ties on Muffet's hat, and while she dresses her they talk.
Muffet. Nursie, you know that you said if I were good at my lesson I could choose my luncheon?
Nurse. I did, yes.
Muffet. And do let me take it out with me to have outside.
Nurse. Then you must have something that's easy to carry. What do you say to some nice bread and butter?
Muffet. No.