Re-enter Cottager.

AGATHA. Well!--not yet!

COTTAGER. I might look till I am blind for him--but I saw our new
Rector coming along the road; he calls in sometimes. May be, he will
this evening.

WIFE. He is a very good gentleman; pays great attention to his
parishioners; and where he can assist the poor, he is always ready.

Enter Mr. ANHALT.

ANHALT. Good evening, friends.

BOTH. Thank you, reverend Sir.

[They both run to fetch him a chair].

ANHALT. I thank you, good people--I see you have a stranger here.

COTTAGER. Yes, your Reverence; it is a poor sick woman, whom I took in
doors.

ANHALT. You will be rewarded for it. [to Agatha.] May I beg leave to
ask your name?

AGATHA. Ah! If we were alone----