Enter Jack Straw.
Jack Straw.
Well, how are the weather and the crops?
Serlo.
[Rather surprised.] Blessed if I know, sir.
Jack Straw.
I merely asked because you looked as if you’d been discussing them.
[He gives Serlo a glance. Serlo shows no sign of moving.
Jack Straw.
I’m not driving you away, am I?