'You wouldn't be if you'd the getting of it,' said Elias. 'It's a rarely exercising time for watching the weather and the wankly ways o' Providence wi' shower and shine.'
'Lias, why won't Jane eat this hay?' asked Jack, whose wisps were snuffed at and disdained.
'Because she's full.'
'Oh! you ought to say she's had plenty; Anna says so,' said Joan.
'Danged if I ought to say otherwise than I do, missie.'
'Oh! what a jolly word, banged!' said Jack.
'I reckon I was wrong there,' said Elias sheepishly.
'It wasn't banged, there's nothing to bang,' said Antoinette.
'I know there are no doors out here, Netta——'