If you do be drinking a little sup
in one town and another town, it's soon you
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get great knowledge and a great sight into
the world. You'll see men there, and women
there, sitting up on the ends of barrels in the
dark night, and they making great talk would
soon have the like of you, Sarah Casey, as
wise as a March hare.
MICHAEL --
to Sarah. -- That's the truth
she's saying, and maybe if you've sense in you
at all, you'd have a right still to leave your
fooling, and not be wasting our gold.
SARAH --
decisively. -- If it's wise or fool
I am, I've made a good bargain and I'll stand
to it now.
MARY. What is it he's making you give?
MICHAEL. The ten shillings in gold, and
the tin can is above tied in the sack.
MARY --
looking at the bundle with sur-
prise and dread. -- The bit of gold and the
tin can, is it?
MICHAEL. The half a sovereign, and the
gallon can.
MARY --
scrambling to her feet quickly. --
Well, I think I'll be walking off the road to
the fair the way you won't be destroying me
going too fast on the hills.
(She goes a few
steps towards the left, then turns and speaks
to Sarah very persuasively. -- Let you not take
the can from the sack, Sarah Casey; for the
people is coming above would be making game
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of you, and pointing their fingers if they seen
you do the like of that.
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