Jeremy. I was saying as how ’twas all finished with the master.
[Mary, followed by John, comes forward carrying two glasses. She gives one to Rose and the other to Robert.
Mary. Now do you take a good draught of this, the both of you. With violet leaves the fever of the mind is calmed, and heartsease lightens every trouble caused by love. Rosemary do put new life to anyone with its sweetness, and cold spring water does the rest.
[She leaves the table and stands far back in the room by John’s side. Rose slowly lifts her glass and begins to drink. Robert does the same. They are watched with anxiety by all in the room. When they have emptied their glasses Rose dries her tears and pushes the flowers a little way from her. Robert shakes himself and moves the cotton bonnet so that it falls unheeded to the floor. Meanwhile Kitty has come quietly to the garden door and stands there watching the scene intently.
Liz. Bain’t we going to get a drink too?
Jane. Seems as though master have been and forgot we.
Jeremy. [Starting up and going to the kitchen.] If I’ve been and forgot you two old women, I’ve remembered myself. Be blowed if I can get through any more of this foolishness without a wet of my mouth.
[He goes out.
Rose. [Speaking faintly.] Does it show upon my face, the crying, Robert?
Robert. [Looking at her.] No, no, Rose, your eyes be brighter nor ever they were.