DAUGHTER.
[Sings.]
May you never more enjoy the light, &c.
Is not this a fine song?
BROTHER.
O, a very fine one.
DAUGHTER.
I can sing twenty more.
BROTHER.
I think you can.
DAUGHTER.
Yes, truly can I. I can sing “The Broom”
and “Bonny Robin.” Are not you a tailor?
BROTHER.
Yes.
DAUGHTER.
Where’s my wedding gown?
BROTHER.
I’ll bring it tomorrow.