MICAH But, sir—
DICKON Go, thou slave! [Exit Micah.]
RAVENSBANE [In childlike despair.] She will not come! I shall not see her!
DICKON [Handing him a book.] Here, my lord; read. You must be found reading.
RAVENSBANE [Flinging the book into the fireplace.] She does not come!
DICKON Fie, fie, Jack; thou must not be breaking thy Dickon’s apron-strings with a will of thine own. Come!
DICKON Be good, boy, and thou shalt see her soon.
RAVENSBANE [Brightening.] I shall see her? [Enter Captain Bugby.]
DICKON Your lordship was saying—Oh! Captain Bugby?