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ACT II - Scene 1
Dialogue
The door is cautiously opened, and DORCAS appears. RUPERT and the McCRANKIE withdraw into the shadow. DORCAS comes down the steps.
DORCAS. Not a sound! Not a whisper! Where can Oswald be? This is the hour, and this the trysting place.
RUPERT and the McCRANKIE advance - she screams.
McCRANKIE. Dinna be frichtened, leddy.
DORCAS. Who art thou?
RUPERT. Permit me to introduce my old friend, The McCrankie, from the Island of Rum — a Scotch puritan of the most uncompromising type.
McCRANKIE. An' wha is this braw lassie?
RUPERT. Mistress Dorcas, handmaiden to fair Mistress Dorothy.
McCRANKIE. I am richt glad tae mak thine acquaintance.
DORCAS. So am not I. Hands off!
McCRANKIE. Hout awa', leddy. The nicht is dark —
RUPERT. And there is no one looking.
DORCAS. So much the worse!
McCRANKIE. Sae muckle the better! Thou'rt a sonsie lassie.
DORCAS. Fie on ye! Fie! Ye are a brace of ill-mannered knaves, and ought both to be clapped in the stocks!
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