Caps and ribbons out of seven-pence! Lord help the man! ha, ha, ha! (She goes out.)
DICK—(calling after her.)
And come back soon, d'ye hear? There she goes—hop, skip, and jump, down the stairs. Somehow, I can't abear to have her out of my sight a minute. Well, if ever there was a man could say he had a good wife, why, that's me myself—tho'f I say it—the cheerfullest, sweetest temperedst, cleanliest, lovingest woman in the whole parish, that never gives one an ill word from year's end to year's end, and deserves at least that a man should work hard for her—it's all I can do—and we must think for to-morrow as well as to-day. (He works with great energy, and sings at the same time with equal enthusiasm.)
Cannot ye do as I do?
Cannot ye do as I do ?
Spend your money, and work for more;
That's the way that I do!
Tol de rol lol.