Clara. You are right there, Joan. But now we must talk of your affairs. Your fine courtiers will be coming in presently and you must know how to receive them in a good way.
Joan. That’s what do hamper me dreadful, my speech and other things. How would it be if you was to help me a little bit, like?
Clara. With all my heart.
Joan. How should I act so not to be found out, mistress?
Clara. You must speak little, and low. Do not show haste in your goings and comings. Put great care into your way of eating and drinking.
Joan. O that will be a fearsome hard task. What else?
Clara. You must be sisterly with Thomas.
Joan. I’d clean forgot him. I don’t doubt but what he’ll ferret out the truth in no time.
Clara. I don’t think so. I was but a little child when I left him. He will not remember how I looked. And our colouring is alike, Joan.
Joan. ’Tis the eating and drinking as do play most heavily upon my mind, mistress.