LADY AMARANTHE.
Ah! allons donc.
[They go out.
The SCENE changes to the Cobbler's Garret.
Enter Margery, in haste; a basket in her hand. She looks about her.
MARGERY.
Not come back yet! what can keep him, I wonder! (Takes off her bonnet and shawl.) Well, I must get the dinner ready. (Pauses, and looks anxious.) But, somehow, I feel not easy in my mind. What could they want with him?—Hark! (Goes to the door) No—what a time he is! But suppose they should 'dite him for a nuisance—O me! or send him to the watchhouse—O my poor dear Dick! I must go and see after him! I must go this very instant moment! (Snatches up her bonnet.) Oh, I hear him now; but how slowly he comes up!
[Runs to the door, and leads him in.