RAVENSBANE In all yours.

RACHEL Nay, your lordship must not take me for a real witch. I can only tell fortunes, you know—like this morning.

RAVENSBANE I know; you told how my heart would break.

RACHEL Oh, that’s palmistry, and that isn’t always certain. But the surest way to prophesy—do you know what it is?

RAVENSBANE Tell me.

RACHEL To count the crows. Do you know how? One for sorrow—

RAVENSBANE Ha, yes!—Two for mirth!

RACHEL Three for a wedding—

RAVENSBANE Four for a birth—

RACHEL And five for the happiest thing on earth!