Steve. I reckon ’twould be so—so ’twould. But come you in and give yourself a warm; and Mother, what do you say to getting us a glass of cider all round afore we sets out to the dancing.
Jane. What do you want to be taking drinks here for, when ’tis free as you’ll get them up at the school?
Steve. Just a drop for to warm we through. Here, I’ll fetch it right away.
Jane. No, you don’t. I’ll have no one meddling in the pantry save it’s myself. Dorry, give me that there jug.
Dorry. [Taking a jug from the dresser.] Here ’tis, Gran’ma, shall I light the candle?
Jane. So long as you’ll hold the matches careful.
Annie. Well—’tis to be hoped as the weather’ll change afore morning.
Rose. We shall want a bit of sunshine for the bride.
George. That us shall, but it don’t look much as though we should get it.
[Jane Browning and Dorry go out of the room.