The English farmer's wife converted to a fine lady during his absence in London [graphic].

On the right, a clergyman and the farmer's wife sit side-by-side on a high-backed settee in her parlor; he holds in his hand a copy of Ovid's Art of love as he smiles adoringly at her. She has a large nose and her hair has been dressed to an absurd height. On the table in front of them are two other books: Acting and Art of dressing. To the left, the farmer enters through the front door, his dog at his heels, and exclaims in surprise: "Blessing on us! Can that be my dame?" Behind him is his coachman in a smock and carrying a whip; he smiles and says "Woundz Maester her head is grown as high as our barley-mew!"