Liz. That’s it, Master Jeremy. I was never so put out in my life, as when sister did keep on ringing and the wench was not there to help us on with our gowns.
[Rose and Robert get up and go towards the door. They pause before Lubin and Isabel.
Rose. The man puts me in mind of someone whom I knew before, called Lubin. I thought I had a fancy for him once—but ’twasn’t really so.
Robert. And the girl do favour a little servant wench from Framilode.
Rose. [Jealously.] You never went a-courting with a servant wench, now did you, my heart’s dearest?
Robert. Never in all my days, Rose. ’Twas but the fanciful thoughts of a boy towards she, that I had.
Rose. [Putting her arm in Robert’s.] Well, we have nothing to do with anything more of it now, dear Robert.
Robert. You’re about right, my true love, we’ll get us off to the church.
Jeremy. Ah, coach have been waiting a smartish while, I reckon. ’Tis on master as expense’ll fall.
[Rose and Robert with cold glances at Lubin and Isabel, pass out of the door.