Now then! [Selecting a pair of handcuffs and examining them critically.] Them’ll do. [Slipping them into his pocket, and turning upon Hannah suddenly.] ’Annah!
Hannah.
Yes, Noahry——
Noah.
Brighten oop, my darlin’, the little time you ’ave me at ’ome with you.
Hannah.
Yes, Noahry.
[She bustles about and begins to lay the cloth.
Noah.
I’m just a’ goin’ round to the stable to put old Nick in the cart.