A beggar!
Bar.I remember how she sneered
At my blue gown trimmed with peach-coloured ribbon.
Well, Heaven has punished her for that.
Bess.But say—
Did she address you?
Aga.Yes, she spoke my name.
I started, and I recognized her. Well,
I mumbled forth some words—I scarce know what—
And, all a-fluster, gathered up my skirts,