JOHN.
An' how his head do wag, avore his steppèn lag.
Jist like a pigeon's in a walk!
HER BROTHER.
Heigh! there, then, Joey, ben't we proud
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JEÄNE.
He can't hear you among the crowd.
An' how his head do wag, avore his steppèn lag.
Jist like a pigeon's in a walk!
Heigh! there, then, Joey, ben't we proud
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He can't hear you among the crowd.