Taig: I that will shape crampy words the same as any scholar at all! I'll let on to be a master of learning and of Latin!
Darby: Ah, what letting on? It is Timothy will look through me the same as if my eyes were windows, and my thoughts standing as plain as cattle under the risen sun! It is easier letting on to have knowledge than to put on manners and behaviour.
Taig: Ah, what's manners but to refuse no man a share of your bite and to keep back your hand from throwing stones?
Darby: I tell you I'm in shivers! My heart that is shaking like an ivy leaf! My bones that are loosened and slackened in the similitude of a rope of tow! I'd sooner meet with a lion of the wilderness or the wickedest wind of the hills! I thought it never would come to pass. I'd sooner go into the pettiest house, the wildest home and the worst! Look at here now. Let me stop along with yourself. I never let out so much of my heart to any one at all till this day. It's a pity we should be parted!
Taig: Is it to come following after me you would, before the face of Dermot?
Darby: I'd feel no dread and you being at my side.
Taig: Dermot to see me in company with the like of you! I wouldn't for the whole world he should be aware I had ever any traffic with chimneys or with soot. It would not be for his honour you to draw anear him!
Darby: (Indignantly.) No but Timothy that would make objection to yourself! He that would whip the world for manners and behaviour!
Taig: Dermot that is better again. He that would write and dictate to you at the one time!
Darby: What is that beside owning tillage, and to need no education, but to take rents into your hand?