Peg. But jest when I got my mouth open to say, “Charity for my poor sick mother”—
Both. Wal?
Peg. Why, a servant ordered me off.
Man. An’ what then?
Peg. Why, then I turned to come away. But next I sees—
Woman. Sees what?
Peg. Somethin’ in our line.
Both (impatiently). Tell away, can’t yer?
Peg. Sees my lady’s child a-walkin’ out with her maid.
Woman. Wal, what o’ that?