"Joy of my heart," said she, "come by the fire and dry thyself."
Huey sits on the outer end of the chimney-stool. After a long silence, the following dialogue takes place:—
Duffy:—"Why dos'nt thee speak to me than, Huey?"
Huey:—"What shall I say than?"
Duffy:—"Say thee dos't love me, to be sure."
Huey:—"So I do."
Duffy:—"That's a dear.—Brave pretty waistcoat on to you, than, Huey."
Huey:—"Cost pretty money too."
Duffy:—"What ded a cost than?"
Huey:—"Two and twenty pence, buttons and all."