Elizabeth. Certainly not. I wonder at your asking such a question, May. But you do say some very unsuitable things for a little child of your age.
May. And did you get astride of the pretty horses at the Fair, Uncle?
Daniel. Nay, nay,—they horses be set in the pleasure part of the Fair, and where I goes ’tis all for doing business like.
[Annet comes back with the glass of cider. Daniel takes it from her.
Daniel. [Drinking.] You might as well have brought the jug, my girl.
Elizabeth. No, Father, ’twill spoil your next meal as it is.
[The girls sit down at the table, taking up their work.
Daniel. [Putting down his glass.] But, bless my soul, yon was a Fair in a hundred. That her was.
Both Girls. O do tell us of all that you did see there, Uncle.
Daniel. There was a cow—well, ’tis a smartish lot of cows as I’ve seen in my time, but this one, why, the King haven’t got the match to she in all his great palace, and that’s the truth, so ’tis.