Daniel. That’s it, Mill. ’Twouldn’t do for to mess them up afore the day. ’Twas a fair price as I gived for they, and that I can tell you, my girl.
[Annet stops irresolutely. May seizes her hand.
May. Come off, come off, “Cousin Millie”; ’tis not damp outside, and O I’m afeared to cross the rickyard by myself.
[She pulls Annet violently by the hand and draws her out of the door.
Elizabeth. Off with the cloak this minute, Millie.
May. [Calling back.] She’s a-taking of it off, Aunt, she is.
Elizabeth. I don’t know what’s come to the maid. She don’t act like herself to-day.
Daniel. Ah, that be asking too much of a maid, to act like herself, and the wedding day close ahead of she.
Elizabeth. I’d be content with a suitable behaviour, Father. I’m not hard to please.
Daniel. Ah, you take and let her go quiet, same as I lets th’ old mare when her first comes up from grass.