OLD MAN. Ah, us'll have to go smartish if us is to be there in time.

GILES. In time for what, my good man?

OLD MAN. In time for to see the marrying, my lord.

GILES. The marrying? What's that you're telling me?

OLD MAN. 'Tis at noon this day that she's to be wed.

GILES. Who are you speaking of, old man?

OLD MAN. And where is your lordship journeying this day if 'tis not
to the marrying?

GILES. Who's getting wed up yonder, tell me quickly?

OLD MAN. 'Tis th' old farmer's daughter what's to wed come noon-
tide.

GILES. [Starting.] Millie! O that is heavy news. [Looking at his
hand.] Then 'tis as I feared, for since daybreak yesterday the
brightness has all gone from out of the seven stones. That's how
'twould be, she told me once.

[He turns away from the others in deep distress of mind.

GEORGE. Us'll see no Camel Farm this day.

JOHN. And th' inside of I be crying out for victuals.