sommat to say to that, I will. [Going to the door.

DANIEL. [Roaring up the stairs.] Hark you, Mill, down you comes
this moment else I'll smash the door right in, and that I will.

[DANIEL comes back into the room, storming violently.

DANIEL. Ah, 'tis a badly bred up wench is Millie, and her'd have
growed up very different if I'd a-had the bringing up of she. But
spoiled she is and spoiled her've always been, and what could anyone
look for from a filly what's been broke in by women folk!

ELIZABETH. There, there, Father--there's no need to bluster in this
fashion. Take up the poker and go and break into the door quiet and
decent, like anyone else would do. And girls--off for your bonnets
this moment I tell you.

[She takes up a poker and hands it to DANIEL, who mops his face and
goes slowly out and upstairs. ANNET and MAY leave the room. The
farmer is heard banging at the door of Millie's bedroom.

[ELIZABETH moves about the room setting it in order. ANDREW comes in
at the door. He carries a bunch of flowers, which he lays on the
table.

ANDREW. Good-morning to you, mistress.

ELIZABETH. Good-morning, Andrew.

ANDREW. What's going on upstairs?