An' put yourzelf to rights.
JOHN.
No, Jeäne; no, no! Now you don't show
The very wo'st o' plights.
HER BROTHER.
Come, come, there's little harm adone;
Your hoops be out so roun's the zun.
JOHN.
An' there's your bonnet back in sheäpe.
An' put yourzelf to rights.
No, Jeäne; no, no! Now you don't show
The very wo'st o' plights.
Come, come, there's little harm adone;
Your hoops be out so roun's the zun.
An' there's your bonnet back in sheäpe.