SWAINS
[Sing, within.]
The Wife of Bath
She’s a good fellow,
A maiden mellow
Of Aftermath.
PRIORESS
Vite, vite, ma petite.
[She hastens to the arbour, where Chaucer quickly pretends to be absorbed in writing. As she is withdrawing hastily, however, he turns round.]
Monsieur, excusez moi!