A only waitet till ma mind wis med up fur sure. A wisnae long o’ askin’ ye whin it wis. MARY Then ye’ll jist hae tae wait till mine is med up. Whit’s sauce fur the goose is sauce fur the gander, ye ken. JOCK Ye couldnae gie me sae much’s a hint? Only a lick an’ a promise like? MARY Naw, A’m no’ makin’ no promises till A’m ready. Ye’re only wastin’ yer time, man, an riskin’ bein’ late tae. JOCK Aw, weel, if A huv tae wait, A’ll jist huv tae. MARY It’ll be stoppin’ time afore ye know it. JOCK (he goes towards the door, lifting his cap from a peg on the way) Oh aye. It’s easy talkin’. Ye’re only keepin’ me in suspense, ye teasin’ buddy. Its mebbe fun to you, but there’s no’ much fun tae me wi’ you cairryin’ on like that. MARY Ye’ll be late for yer work. That’ll be the end o’t. JOCK Aw richt. (He puts his cap on.) A’m gaun. Whaur’s ma piece? MARY Here ye are. [She hands him the handkerchief of food and the can, which he slings over his shoulder by a short strap. JOCK Huv ye tied it up weel? MARY Aye. Why? JOCK Rats wur busy at it yesterday whin A cam’ to pit my pick doon an look fur ma dinner. Bit ye cannae help rats in a pit an mebbe they’re as hungry as A am. MARY Weel, its tied as ticht as A can mak’ it. Noo look sherp or ye’ll be late. Ye’re forgettin’ yer lamp. Dear kens whit a fix ye’d be in if A wisnae up tae look efter ye. JOCK It’s wi’ thinkin’ o’ you, lass. [He takes up his lamp. MARY Time anough fur that when yer work’s dune. JOCK (as he opens the door slowly, morn has broken fully, and a hard grey light enters the room) A’ll be hame pretty quick so ye’ll better be ready. MARY A’ll be ready richt anough. JOCK A’ richt. Then we’ll leave it at that. MARY Aye.