Millie. He is poor and old. And he has wandered far, in the heat of the morning. Look at his sad clothing.
Andrew. [To Annet.] I never heard her put so much gentleness to her words afore.
Millie. And ’tis my wedding day. He shall not go uncomforted from here.
Elizabeth. I never knowed you so careful of a poor wretch afore, Millie. ’Tis quite a new set out, this.
Millie. I am in mind of another, who may be wandering, and hungered, and in poor clothing this day.
May. Give him something quick, Aunt, and let him get off so that we can start for the wedding.
Millie. [Coming close to Giles.] What is it I can do for you, master?
Giles. ’Tis only a drink of water that I ask, mistress.
Millie. [Taking up the glass bowl.] Only a drink of water, master? Then take, and be comforted.
[She holds the bowl before him for him to drink. As he takes it, he drops a ring into the water. He then drinks and hands the bowl back to Millie. For a moment she gazes speechless at the bottom of the bowl. Then she lifts the ring from it and would drop the bowl but for May, who takes it from her.