Northlake [very near].
Violet! Where can the maiden be? [Enter Northlake.] I surely saw her going down the orchard path. [Discovers Violet.] Why, there thou art! Why didst thou not answer me?
Violet.
Didst thou call me?
Northlake.
Did I call thee? Why, if I called once, I called thee twenty times. I’m almost hoarse with calling. Why art thou out at break of day? One might almost think thou wast in love, to rise so early.
Violet [aside].
That am I.
Northlake.
Thy lover comes to-day.