service and this fortnight back the woman of
Lawrence Scarry's house, and having your own
handling and your way.

Bride: Was it not a great kindness he
did, Owen Conary, taking me for his wife, and
I having nothing in my hand and not so much
as good friends would be a back to him. I'm
in dread it is no good helper I can be to him at
all.

Conary: He is well off getting you; for you are
one that was born at sunrise and at the birthday
of the year. But it is yourself and myself were
under near the one misfortune up to this, I being a
beggar and poor that must strive to please all and
to humour them, trying to knock out the bite I'd
eat; and you being a girl under orders in whatever
house you were in, and having no leave to please
yourself at any time, and not knowing in the
moon of May what roof might be giving you shelter
in the moon of the badgers.

Bride: That was so indeed, and I should be well
content.

Conary: A man to care you, and he an honest
boy in favour with his master, and plenty to have
come into your hand, there is little left now for
you to covet or desire.

Bride: It's hard say. I do be thinking at some
times if I owned some grandeur such as a flock of

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