"So what's your point?"
"Patience, patience!"
"I'm being patient. Continue."
"Then suddenly I see you ride through the gate with a groom, a fancy carriage, and expensive new clothes. You must have struck gold or become a stockbroker."
"So you admit you're jealous?"
"No, I'm happy for you, so happy I wanted to congratulate you. But since I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion, I chose my moment carefully so I wouldn't embarrass you."
"Yes, what perfect timing!" Andrea exclaimed sarcastically. "You approach me right in front of my servant."
"What choice did I have, boy? I talk to you when I can catch you. You've got a fast horse and a light carriage, and you're naturally slippery as an eel. If I'd missed you tonight, I might never get another chance."
"As you can see, I'm not hiding from anyone."
