The devil in the world that hates all love.
But Shale said, he'd the love in him would hold
If the world's frame and the fate of men were crackt.
Shale:
What I said!
Whoever thought the world was going to crack?
Mrs Huff:
And now he hears someone move behind him. —
They'll say, perhaps, 'You stole this!' — Down it goes,
Thrown to the dirty road — thrown to Huff!
Shale:
Yes, to the owner.
Mrs Huff:
It was not such brave thieving.
You did not take me from my owner, Shale:
There's an old robber will do that some day,
Not you.
Vine: