ELIZABETH. May, what are you a-doing here I should like to know?
Didn't I send you out into the garden along of your sister?

MAY. Yes, Auntie, but I've comed back.

ELIZABETH. Then you can be off again, and shut the door this time,
do your hear?

DANIEL. That's it, my little maid. Run along--and look you, May,
just you tell Cousin Millie as we wants her in here straight away.
And who knows bye and bye whether there won't be sommat in yon great
parcel for a good little wench.

MAY. O Uncle--I'd like to see it now.

DANIEL. Nay, nay--this is not a suitable time--Aunt and me has
business what's got to be settled like. Nay--'tis later on as the
packets is to be opened.

ELIZABETH. Get along off, you tiresome child.--One word might do for
some, but it takes twenty to get you to move.--Run along now, do you
hear me?

[MAY goes.

Well, Father, I've done my share with Millie and she don't take a bit
of notice of what I say. So now it's your turn.

DANIEL. Ah, I count 'tis more man's work, this here, so 'tis. There
be things which belongs to females and there be others which do not.