Lish. Can’t less some on ye hol’s th’ door open.
Silas. I’ll hold it, Lish. (Lish enters, hauling a warehouse truck on which is a barrel of flour and a large hamper.)
Lish. Mister Seward wanted I should hand ye these with his complements.
Mary. Oh, how kind of Mr. Seward, and how good of you to bring ‘em.
Jack. Set down here, Lish, and have a bite o’ breakfast.
Lish. (Taking off mittens, cap, comforter, etc.) Whatcher got? Chicking? Waal, that’s good ‘nough. (Seats himself at table.) Say, Jack, d’ you know, you left a goose a-layin’ on Jim Adamses bar las’ night? I was goin’ to fetch it along but Jim said you gin it to him, swore you made him a present on it.
Mother. Jack Hepburn, did you give that goose—
Mary. (Interrupting her.) Have a cup of coffee, mother.
Lish. Jack, have you got the time o’ day? (Chuckles.) Here’s y’r new Waterbury. The boys wanted I should fetch her ‘round; ye went off las’ night without her.
Jack. Ye can take her back again; I don’t want her.