Mary. What shall you do, Jerry?
Jeremy. I’ll be blowed if I’m agoin’ to do anything. There.
Mary. But you’ll have to stir yourself up and deck the house and set the table and wait upon the visitors and look to the traps and horses and all, Jerry—seeing as you’re the only one.
Jeremy. I’ll not. I’m not one as steps beyond my own work, and master do know it too.
Mary. Then how are they going to manage?
Jeremy. I’m out to find them as’ll manage for them. [Turning sharply to Lubin.] Be you in search of work, young man?
Lubin. I—I count as I’ve nothing particular in view.
Jeremy. [Turning to Isabel.] And you, wench?
Isabel. [Faintly.] I’ve gone from the place where I was servant.
Jeremy. Then you’ll come along of me—the both of you.