What is it, may I ask, of which we have so much in common ?" "So much hair," responded Dorothy, laughing.
"It were blasphemy, lady, to compare my hair with yours," returned Thomas.
"Your hair, I make sure, is such as the blessed Virgin had.

I ask your pardon for speaking so plainly; but your words put the thought into my mind, and perhaps they gave me license to speak." Thomas was on his knees, placing wood upon the fire.
"Thomas," returned Dorothy, "you need never apologize to a lady for making so fine a speech.

I declare a courtier could not have made a better one." "Perhaps I have lived among courtiers, lady," said Thomas.
"I doubt not," replied Dorothy, derisively.

"You would have me believe you are above your station.

It is the way with all new servants.