Nay, lass, you said ...
Judith:
I’ve said a lot, in my time.
I’ve changed my mind. ’Twas Jim I came to see—
Though why, God kens! I liked the singing-hinny:
Happen, there’ll be some more for me, if I stay.
I find I cannot thrive on nettle-broth:
And it’s not every day ...
Eliza:
Judith, you ken.
Judith:
Ken? I ken nothing, but what you tell me.
Eliza:
Daughter,
I’ll tell you all. You’ll never have the heart ...
Judith: