Nancy. You think your eyes are mighty sharp. Maybe your ears are too? Maybe you heard 'em kissing at the door when he went home?
Olive. Nancy, be quiet!
Nancy. You needn't color up and shake your head at me, Olive. They stood kissing there nigh an hour, and he with his arm round her waist, and she with hers round his neck. They'd kiss, then they'd eye each other and kiss again. I know I woke up and thought 'twas Injuns, and I peeked out of my chamber window. Such doings! You'd ought to have seen 'em, Ann.
Phœbe. Oh, Nancy, why didn't you wake me up?
Olive. Nancy, I'll have no more of this.
Nancy. That's what she ought to have said last night—hadn't she, Ann? But she didn't. Oh, I'll warrant she didn't! I know you would, Ann.
Olive. Nancy! [A noise is heard outside.
Phœbe. Oh, what's that noise? What is coming?
Enter Giles Corey, panting. He flings the door to violently and slips the bolt.
Nancy. Massy! what's after ye?