Know you the servants that wait on her?
Would you dare to ask one for me, if he thinks she would deign to see a poor girl who would crave the favour to be allowed to speak to her of--of a gentleman she knows ?" "They are but lacqueys, and I would dare to ask what was in my mind," he answered; "but she is near her wedding-day, and little as I know of brides' ways, I am of the mind that she will not like to be troubled." "That I stand in fear of," she said; "but, oh! I pray you, ask some one of them--a kindly one." The young man looked aside.

"Luck is with you," he said.

"Here comes one now to air himself in the sun, having naught else to do.

Here is a young woman who would speak with her ladyship," he said to the strapping powdered fellow.
"She had best begone," the lacquey answered, striding towards the applicant.

"Think you my lady has time to receive traipsing wenches." "'Twas only for a moment I asked," the girl said.