Patience.—“Thou art ahungered for what be thine at the hand o’ thee. Thy dog hath far more o’ Him than thy brothers who set them as dogs and eat o’ dog’s eat. The One o’ One, the All o’ All, yea, all o’ life holdeth the Him o’ Him, thy Sire and mine! ’Tis the breath o’ Him that pulses earth. Thou asketh where abides this thing. Aneath thy skull’s arch there be nay room for the there or where o’ this!”
Miss J. then took the board and Patience said:
“She taketh it she standeth well athin the sight o’ me that she weareth the frock o’ me.”
This caused a laugh, for it was then explained by the visitors that Miss J. had chosen to wear a frock somewhat on the Puritan order, having a gray cape with white cuffs and collar, and had said she thought Patience would approve of it.
Patience.—“Here be a one aheart ope, and she hath the in-man who she proddeth that he opeth his eyes. Yea, she seest that which be and thou seest not.”
It was remarked that Patience was evidently trying to be very nice to Miss J.
Patience.—“Nay, here be a one who tickleth with quill, I did hear ye put. Think ye not a one who putteth as me, be not a love o’ me? Yea, she be. And I tell thee a something that she will tell unto ye is true. Oft hath she sought for word that she might put, and lo, from whence she knoweth not it cometh.”
Miss J. said this was true.
Patience.—“Shall I then sing unto thee, wench?”
Miss J. expressed delight, and the song followed.