Isabel. And leave them in their hate for one another? No—’twould be too cruel. Us’ll run to the young mistress what knows all about them herbs. I count as there be seeds or sommat which could set the hearts of them two back in the right places again. Come—
Lubin. Have it your own way then. But ’twill have to be done very quickly if ’tis done at all.
Isabel. Us’ll fly over the ground like.
[She puts her hand impetuously in Lubin’s and they go out together. As they do so, Isabel’s bonnet falls from her head and lies unheeded on the floor.
ACT III.—Scene 3.
A few minutes later. Liz and Jane wearing gay sprigged dresses and feathered bonnets, come to the room. They carry fans and handkerchiefs in their hands. It is seen that their gowns are not fastened at the back.
Liz. Such a house I never heard tell of. Ring, ring at the bell and no one to come nigh.
Jane. Being unused to bells, sister, maybe as us did pull them wrong or sommat.
Liz. I wish we’d had the gowns made different.
Jane. To do up in the front—sensible like.