Ho, then, I bet the miller shall be drunk.
MERCHANT
What bet?
SHIPMAN
Twelve crown upon the miller.
MERCHANT
Done.
[At the door appears the Prioress, accompanied by a Nun and her three Priests, one of whom, Joannes, carries a little pup. The Host hurries up with a reverence.]
HOST
Welcome, my lady dear. Vouchsafe to enter