“Oh! Nor why one hen will lay white eggs and another brown?”
“Sweet maid, my wonder never went as far as that!”
“I do greatly doubt you and your wonder! What would you do if butter would not come upon the churn milk?”
“Faith! I would leave it as not worth asking for—a poor, white, laggard stuff no man should meddle with.”
“Heigho! and what is rosemary good for, and what rue?”
“By Heaven, I do not know.”
“How soon mayst wean a February lamb, and what wouldst thou wean it on?”
“Hoth! I cannot tell!”
“Nor when to cut meadow grass or make ketchup? Nor how to cure bee-stings or where to look for saffron? Nor when to plant green barley or pull rushes for winter candles?”
“Not one of these; but if you would show me, such a tutor such a pupil never would have had——”