T'was horrible! Last eve, after returning from the Capulet's party,
Romeo did leave us. I know not when he left, but soon after exiting
the House of Capulet I found myself alone with Mercutio. He was
prattling on and on, as he tends to do, about the women he met and
I soon grew tired. I turned to speak to Romeo and found him gone. I
called for him, but was given no reply.
I believed I saw him climb the Capulets' orchard wall and drew closer, calling for him. Mercutio, being the fool he is, called for Humors, Madman, passion and Lover. He made many references to Romeo being with a woman and, though it may have been true, I hope Mercutio was wrong. If he was right I believe that Romeo would have been with the Capulet girl, a thing that would tear our families even further apart.
This morrow I met with Mercutio in the city streets. We talked of Romeo, I fear he did not return last eve. Balthasar, his man, saw no sign of my dear coz. Mercutio blamed Rosaline, saying that she torments him so that he will sure run mad. I know not who to blame, Rosaline, the Capulet girl, or Tybalt, who hath sent a letter to Lord Montague's House.
Then Romeo did appear, without his roe as Mercutio said. My cousin seemed to be in a much lighter mood than last eve, even engaging Mercutio in jest. Most surprisingly Romeo defeated Mercutio in the battle of wits. I was so shocked I nearly froze. But that is when the nurse from last eve arrived.
Mercutio was his usual charming self. I attempted to ignore him for I hath heard the same words many times before. This time I wished to hear the nurse, yet Mercutio drew me away to leave the nurse to speak with Romeo.
I tried to remain close enough to hear the conversation, but was unable to understand their words over the voices of Mercutio and other people. I heard them speak of Friar Lawrence' cell and being shrived and married, but I heard not a time. I plan to pay the dear Friar a visit soon. Perhaps he will know what my cousin is up to.
I believed I saw him climb the Capulets' orchard wall and drew closer, calling for him. Mercutio, being the fool he is, called for Humors, Madman, passion and Lover. He made many references to Romeo being with a woman and, though it may have been true, I hope Mercutio was wrong. If he was right I believe that Romeo would have been with the Capulet girl, a thing that would tear our families even further apart.
This morrow I met with Mercutio in the city streets. We talked of Romeo, I fear he did not return last eve. Balthasar, his man, saw no sign of my dear coz. Mercutio blamed Rosaline, saying that she torments him so that he will sure run mad. I know not who to blame, Rosaline, the Capulet girl, or Tybalt, who hath sent a letter to Lord Montague's House.
Then Romeo did appear, without his roe as Mercutio said. My cousin seemed to be in a much lighter mood than last eve, even engaging Mercutio in jest. Most surprisingly Romeo defeated Mercutio in the battle of wits. I was so shocked I nearly froze. But that is when the nurse from last eve arrived.
Mercutio was his usual charming self. I attempted to ignore him for I hath heard the same words many times before. This time I wished to hear the nurse, yet Mercutio drew me away to leave the nurse to speak with Romeo.
I tried to remain close enough to hear the conversation, but was unable to understand their words over the voices of Mercutio and other people. I heard them speak of Friar Lawrence' cell and being shrived and married, but I heard not a time. I plan to pay the dear Friar a visit soon. Perhaps he will know what my cousin is up to.