Lady H. (with dignity). They are well meaning.
Nan. (archly). And polite.
Lady H. If the Queen should hear of it!
Nan. Good bye us!
(A noise is heard outside at window.)
Lady H. (grasps Nancy and they run across stage to their door). What is it? O who is coming?
Nan. Steps—a voice—help is near!
Tristan (outside whispers loudly). Cousin, cousin!
Lady H. Tristan! O joy! O horrors!
Nan. What will he think?