DANIEL. Ah, I reckon as 'tis rare put about as he have been all this
long while, and never a downright "yes" to what he do ask.

[MAY comes softly in and hides behind the door.

ELIZABETH. Well, that's not my fault, Father.

DANIEL. But her'll have to change her note this day, that her'll
have. For I've spoke for she, and 'tis for next month as I've
pitched the wedding day.

ELIZABETH. And you may pitch, Father. You may lead the mare down to
the pond, but she'll not drink if she hasn't the mind to. You know
what Millie is. 'Tisn't from my side that she gets it either.

DANIEL. And 'tain't from me. I be all for easy going and each one
to his self like.

ELIZABETH. Yes, there you are, Father.

DANIEL. But I reckon as the little maid will hearken to what I says.
Her was always a wonderful good little maid to her dad. And her did
always know, that when her dad did set his foot down, well, there
'twas. 'Twas down.

ELIZABETH. Well, if you think you can shew her that, Father, 'tis a
fortunate job on all sides.

[They suddenly see MAY who has been quiet behind the door.