watches her_.

MAIRE
_(waiting)_ I made a good girl out of you, anyway.

ANNE
You wouldn't let me use stroller words when we were on the road.
Do you mind of that?

MAIRE
I kept you to the mannerly ways. I have that to my credit.

ANNE
_(showing Maire the verses)_ Read that, Maire. It was James
that made it.

MAIRE
It's a song, I declare.

ANNE
No, Maire, it's a poem.

MAIRE
A poem? O, that's grand!

_She begins to read it eagerly_.

ANNE
And, Maire--