Darby: You have a willing heart surely.
Taig: Any little job at all I could do for you———
Darby: All I would ask of you is to give me my nourishment and my bite.
Taig: I will do that. I will be your serving man.
Darby: Ah, you are going too far in that.
Taig: It's my born duty to do that much. I'll bring your dinner before you, if I can be anyway pleasing to you; you that is used to wealthy people.
Darby: Indeed I was often in a house having up to twenty chimneys.
Taig: You are a rare good man, nothing short of it, and you going as you did so high in the world.
Darby: Any person would go high before he would put his hand out through the top of a chimney.
Taig: Having full and plenty of every good thing.