Stranger:
News, is it, you want? I could give you news! —
I wonder, did you ever hate to feel
The earth so fine and splendid?
Huff:
Oh, you're one
Has stood in the brunt of the world's wickedness,
Like me? But listen, and I'll give you a tale
Of wicked things done in this little valley,
Done against me, will surely make you think
The Devil here fetcht up his masterpiece.
Sollers:
Ah, but it's hot enough without you talking
Your old hell fire about that pair of sinners.
Leave them alone and drink.
Huff:
I'll smell them grilling
One of these days.
Merrick:
But there'll be nought to drink
When that begins! Best keep your skin full now.