Then, pleading to her husband "O hide yerself!" she said,
"Aye even up the chimbledy, or undhernate the bed!
For if he ketches howld of you, I don't know what he'll do,
It's maybe let his gun go off, an' maybe kill the two!
I'll try an' coax the grannies, to brake it to him first,
For if he's towld it sudden by me, 'twill be the worst,
They'll have to put it softly, I cannot be his bride,
So while I'm gone to tell them, do you run off an' hide."
"O break it to him, Grannies, the shocking news," she said