Ard. [Turning] Who, magpie? Who?
Gaina. Your eyes may save my tongue if they squint sou'west.
Ard. Is he coming?
Gaina. Who, my cuckoo? Who?
[Bertrand enters left. Ardia starts off right]
Ber. Ardia!
Ard. [Weakly, pausing at her door] Vairdelan....
Ber. Will not you stay?
Ard. I will return. [Exit]
Ber. Your mistress is not well?