JUDITH:
I’ve said a lot, in my time.
I’ve changed my mind. ’Twas Jim I came to see--
Though why, God kens! I liked the singing-hinny:
Happen, there’ll be some more for me, if I stay.
I find I cannot thrive on nettle-broth:
And it’s not every day ...

ELIZA:
Judith, you ken.

JUDITH:
Ken? I ken nothing, but what you tell me.

ELIZA:
Daughter,
I’ll tell you all. You’ll never have the heart ...

JUDITH:
The heart!

ELIZA:
To stay and shame us, when you ken all.

JUDITH:
All?

ELIZA:
When you talked of weddings, you’d hit the truth: