VASHTI. [_Looking round vaguely_.] Ah, I counts as her be gone to church along of t’other. HARRY. To church, Missis? VASHTI. There’s marrying being done down here to-day. HARRY. Marrying, be there? Well, but I was ’most feared as how it might have been t’other thing. VASHTI. Ah, that there be—marrying. But there bain’t no more victuals got into the house as I knows of. Th’ old woman’s seen to that. HARRY. And be May gone out, too, along of them to see the marrying? VASHTI. Ah, I counts as her be. But her’s a-coming back in a little while, and you may sit down and bide till she does. HARRY. I’d sooner be about and on my way, Missis, if ’tis all the same to you. But I thanks you kindly. And you get and tell May when she do come home, that ’tis particular glad I be for to know as her bain’t took worse, nor nothing. And should I happen in these parts again, ’tis very likely as I’ll take a look in on she some day. VASHTI. Ah, her’ll have got t’other old baggage set in the right place by then. HARRY. [_Looking round him_.] Well, I be rare pleased to think of May so comfortable, like, for her was got down terrible low. VASHTI. T’other’ll be broughted lower. HARRY. Look you here, old Missis, ’tis a stomach full of naught as I carries. If so be as you has a crust to spare— VASHTI. [_Pointing to a door_.] There be a plate of meat inside of that cupboard. You take and fill your belly with it. HARRY. Thank you kindly, Missis, but I counts I han’t the time for heavy feeding this morning. VASHTI. ’Twould serve she right, th’ old sinner, for the place to be licked up clean, against the time when her was come’d back, so ’twould. HARRY. Well, Missis, you can tell May ’tis a brave New Year as I do wish she. VASHTI. [_Listening to bells which are heard suddenly ringing_.] There, there they be! Harken to them! ’Tis with bells as they be coming out. Bells what’s ringing. I count ’tis fine as May do look now in her marriage gown. Harken, ’tis the bells a-shaking of the window pane. I be an old woman, but the hearing of me bain’t spoiled. HARRY. I warrant it bain’t, Missis. Why, they’re ringing wonderful smart. ’Tis enough, upon my word, for to fetch down every stone of the old place. VASHTI. Get you out upon the garden path and tell I if you sees them a-coming. HARRY. That’s it, old Missis, and so I will. [_He goes outside the house_.