More frequent Master Walter came, and more
I loved to see him! I had tutors then,
Men of great skill and learning--but not one
That taught like Master Walter. What they'd show me,
And I, dull as I was, but doubtful saw, -
A word from Master Walter made as clear
As daylight! When my schooling days were o'er -
That's now good three years past--three years--I vow
I'm twenty, Helen!--well, as I was saying,
When I had done with school, and all were gone,
Still Master Walter came! and still he comes,
Summer or winter--frost or rain! I've seen
The snow upon a level with the hedge,
Yet there was Master Walter!

Helen. Who comes here?
A carriage, and a gay one--who alights?
Pshaw! Only Master Walter! What see you,
Which thus repairs the arch of the fair brow,
A frown was like to spoil?--A gentleman!
One of our town kings! Mark!--How say you now?
Wouldst be a town queen, Julia? Which of us,
I wonder, comes he for?

Julia. For neither of us;
He's Master Walter's clerk, most like.

Helen. Most like!
Mark him as he comes up the avenue;
So looks a clerk! A clerk has such a gait!