OLD MAN. [_Taking off his hat_.] Here you are master. [GILES _hands his own hat to_ GEORGE. _He then takes off his coat and gives it to_ JOHN. _The_ OLD MAN _takes off his smock_, _GILES puts it on_. OLD MAN. Pull the hat well down about the face of you, master, so as the smooth skin of you be hid. GILES. [_Turning round in his disguise_.] How’s that, my friends? GEORGE. You be a sight too straight in the back, master. GILES. [_Stooping_.] I’ll soon better that. JOHN. Be you a-going in them fine buckled shoes, master? GILES. I had forgot the shoes. When I get near to the house ’tis barefoot that I will go. GEORGE. Then let us be off, master, for the’ time be running short. JOHN. Ah, that ’tis. I count it be close on noon-day now by the look of the sun. OLD MAN. And heaven be with you, my young gentleman. GILES. My good friends, you shall go with me a little further. And when we have come close upon the farm, you shall stop in the shelter of a wood that I know of and await the signal I shall give you. GEORGE. And what’ll that be, master? GILES. I shall blow three times, and loudly from my whistle, here. JOHN. And be we to come up to the farm when we hears you? GILES. As quickly as you can run. ’Twill be the sign that I need all of you with me. GEORGE _and_ JOHN. That’s it, master. Us do understand what ’tis as we have got to do. OLD MAR. Ah, ’tis best to be finished with hearts that beat to the tune of a maid’s tongue, and to creep quiet along the roads with naught but them pains as hunger and thirst do bring to th’ inside. So ’tis. [_Curtain_.] ACT III.—Scene 1. _The parlour at Camel Farm_. ELIZABETH, _in her best dress_, _is moving about the room putting chairs in their places and arranging ornaments on the dresser_, _etc._ MAY _stands at the door with a large bunch of flowers in her hands_. ELIZABETH. And what do you want to run about in the garden for when I’ve just smoothed your hair and got you all ready to go to church? MAY. I’ve only been helping Annet gather some flowers to put upon the table. ELIZABETH. You should know better then. Didn’t I tell you to sit still in that chair with your hands folded nicely till we were ready to start. MAY. Why, I couldn’t be sitting there all the while, now could I, Aunt? ELIZABETH. This’ll be the last time as I tie your ribbon, mind. [_She smoothes_ MAY’S _hair and ties it up for her_. ANNET _comes into the room with more flowers_. ELIZABETH. What’s your cousin doing now, Annet? ANNET. The door of her room is still locked, Aunt. And what she says is that she do want to bide alone there. ELIZABETH. In all my days I never did hear tell of such a thing, I don’t know what’s coming to the world, I don’t. MAY. I count that Millie do like to be all to herself whilst she is a-dressing up grand in her white gown, and the silken cloak and bonnet.