"Tell me the old, old story, ....
Of Jesus and His love."
"Your daughter isn't back then?" said Dan with a growl.
"Be raisonable, man," said Mrs. Collister. "Eleven o'clock thou said, and it's only a piece after ten yet."
She poured out the porridge and hobbled to the dairy for a basin of milk, and then Dan, after a sour silence, sat down to his supper.
"They were telling me in Ramsey," he said, making noises with his spoon, "that the Spaker's son went up to Douglas to-day."
"Like enough!" said Mrs. Collister.
"I'll go bail your girl went up to meet him."
"Sakes alive, man veen, what for should thou be saying that?"
"She's fit enough for it anyway."
"But what has the girl done? Twenty-four years for Spring and not a man at her yet."