"Saints!" she cried, "but what a noise ye keep! Can ye not speak in compass? And now, Joanna, my fair maid of the woods, what will ye give your gossip for bringing you your sweetheart?"
Joanna ran to her, by way of answer, and embraced her fierily.
"And you, sir," added the young lady, "what do ye give me?"
"Madam," said Dick, "I would fain offer to pay you in the same money."
"Come, then," said the lady, "it is permitted you."
But Dick, blushing like a peony, only kissed her hand.
"What ails ye at my face, fair sir?" she inquired, curtseying to the very ground; and, then, when Dick had at length and most tepidly embraced her, "Joanna," she added, "your sweetheart is very backward under your eyes; but I warrant you, when first we met, he was more ready. I am all black and blue, wench; trust me never, if I be not black and blue! And now,"she continued, "have ye said your sayings? for I must speedily dismiss the paladin."
But at this they both cried out that they had said nothing, that the night was still very young, and that they would not be separated so early.
"And supper?" asked the young lady. "Must we not go down to supper?"
"Nay, to be sure!" cried Joan. "I had forgotten."
