Warp:
There's always buried water,
If you prod deep enough. A dowser finds
Because the whole earth's floating, like a raft.
What does he know? A twitching in his thews;
A dog asleep knows that much. What I know
I've learnt, and if I'd learnt it wrong, I'ld starve.
And if I'm right about the grubbing moles,
Won't I be right for news of walking men?
Merrick:
Of course you're right. Let's put the whole thing by,
And have a pleasant drink.
Shale (to Mrs HUFF):
You must be tired
With all this story. Shall we be off for home?
Huff:
You brass! You don't go now with her! She's mine:
You gave her up.
Shale:
And you made nothing of her.
(To Mrs Huff)
Come on.
Mrs Huff:
Warp, will you do a thing for me?
Warp:
A hundred things.
Mrs Huff:
Then slap me these cur-dogs.
Warp:
I will. Where will I slap them, and which first?
Mrs Huff:
Maybe 'twill do if you but laugh at them.
Warp:
I'll try for that; but they are not good jokes;
Though there's a kind of monkey-look about them.
Mrs Huff:
They thinking I'ld be near one or the other
After this night! Will I be made no more
Than clay that children puddle to their minds,
Moulding it what they fancy?--Shale was brave:
He made a bogy and defied it, till
He frightened of his work and ran away.
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