she in all his great palace, and that's the truth, so 'tis.

ANNET. O don 't tell us about the cows, Uncle, we want to know about
all the other things.

MAY. The shows of acting folk, and the wild animals, and the nice
sweets.

ELIZABETH. They don't want to hear about anything sensible, Dan.
They're like all the maids now, with their thoughts set on pleasuring
and foolishness.

DANIEL. Ah, the maids was different in our day, wasn't they Mother?

ELIZABETH. And that they were. Why, when I was your age, Annet, I
should have been ashamed if I couldn't have held my own in any proper
or suitable conversation.

DANIEL. Ah, you was a rare sensible maid in your day, Mother. Do
you mind when you comed along of me to Kingham sale? "You're never
going to buy an animal with all that white to it, Dan, you says to
me.

ELIZABETH. Ah--I recollect.

DANIEL. "'Tis true her has a whitish leg," I says, "but so have I,
and so have you, Mother--and who's to think the worse on we for
that?" Ah, I could always bring you round to look at things quiet
and reasonable in those days--that I could.