There's always buried water,
If you prod deep enough. A dowser finds
Because the whole earth's floating, like a raft.
What does he know? A twitching in his thews;
A dog asleep knows that much. What I know
I've learnt, and if I'd learnt it wrong, I'ld starve.
And if I'm right about the grubbing moles,
Won't I be right for news of walking men?
Merrick:
Of course you're right. Let's put the whole thing by,
And have a pleasant drink.
Shale (to Mrs HUFF):
You must be tired
With all this story. Shall we be off for home?
Huff:
You brass! You don't go now with her! She's mine:
You gave her up.
Shale:
And you made nothing of her.
(To Mrs Huff)