How rude of you to want to know more than I do—Go, fetch the armour, quick!
Eglantine.
And here's a purse of gold to speed thee.
Hugo.
I lack no spur but your commands, and a kiss from Agatha.
Agatha.
No, no—(he is going away) Well, take it.
Hugo.
Now, why did you say no, no?
Agatha.