MILLIE. And so have I, Father.

DANIEL. And 'tis "yes" as you must say to young Andrew when he do
come a-courting of you this night.

MILLIE. That I'll never say, Father. I don't want cloaks nor
bonnets, nor my heart moved by gifts, or tears brought to my eyes by
fair words. I'll not wed unless I can give my love along with my
hand. And 'tis not to Andrew I can give that, as you know.

DANIEL. And to whom should a maid give her heart if 'twasn't to
Andrew? A finer lad never trod in a pair of shoes. I'll be blest if
I do know what the wenches be a-coming to.

ELIZABETH. There, Father, I told you what to expect.

DANIEL. But 'tis master as I'll be, hark you, Mother, hark you,
Mill. And 'tis "Yes" as you have got to fit your tongue out with my
girl, afore 'tis dark. [Rising.] I be a'going off to the yard, but,
Mother, her'll know what to say to you, her will.

MILLIE. Dad, do you stop and shew me the inside of my packet. Let
us put Andrew aside and be happy--do!

DANIEL. Ah, I've got other things as is waiting to be done nor
breaking in a tricksome filly to run atween the shafts. 'Tis fitter
work for females, and so 'tis.

ELIZABETH. And so I told you, Father, from the start.