OLD MAN. Then you be not of these parts, masters?

GEORGE. No, us be comed from right over the seas, along of master.

JOHN. Ah, 'tis a fine gentleman, master. But powerful misfortunate
in things of the heart.

GEORGE. Ah, he'd best have stopped where he was. Camel Farm baint
no place for the like of he to go courting at.

JOHN. Ah, master be used to them great palaces, all over gold and
marble with windows as you might drive a waggon through, and that you
might.

GEORGE. All painted glass. And each chair with golden legs to him,
and a sight of silver vessels on the table as never you did dream of
after a night's drinking, old man. [GILES comes slowly towards them.

GILES. And who is she to wed, old man?

OLD MAN. Be you a-speaking of the young mistress up at Camel Farm,
my lord?

GILES. Yes. With whom does she go to church to-day?

OLD MAN. 'Tis along of Master Andrew that her do go. What lives up
Cranham way.

GILES. Ah, th' old farmer was always wonderful set on him. [A