NEIGHBOUR. Thank you. I'll just run and fetch a sack.
LABOURER [aside] He keeps to his old ways … still goes on giving. He doesn't always obey me. But just wait a bit. He'll soon stop giving away.
Exit Neighbour.
PEASANT [sitting down on the threshold] Why should one not give to a good man?
LABOURER. Giving is one thing, getting back another! You know—
“It's a good world to lend in, a good world to spend in,
But to get back one's own, it's the worst world that's known.”
That's what the old folk say.
PEASANT. Don't worry. We've plenty of corn.
LABOURER. Well, what of that?
PEASANT. We've enough, not only till next harvest but for two years ahead. What are we to do with it all?