Elizabeth.  Ah—­I recollect.

Daniel. “’Tis true her has a whitish leg,” I says, “but so have I, and so have you, Mother—­and who’s to think the worse on we for that?” Ah, I could always bring you round to look at things quiet and reasonable in those days—­that I could.

Elizabeth.  And a good thing if there were others of the same pattern now, I’m thinking.

Daniel.  So ’twould be—­so ’twould be.  But times do bring changes in the forms of the cattle and I count ’tis the same with the womenfolk.  ’Tis one thing this year and ’tis t’other in the next.

May.  Do tell us more of what you did see at the Fair, Uncle.

Daniel.  There was a ram.  My word! but the four feet of he did cover a good two yards of ground; just as it might be, standing.

Elizabeth.  Come, Father.

Daniel.  And the horns upon the head of he did reach out very nigh as far as might do the sails of one of they old wind-mills.

May.  O Uncle, and how was it with the wool of him?

Daniel.  The wool, my wench, did stand a good three foot from all around of the animal.  You might have set a hen with her eggs on top of it—­and that you might.  And now I comes to recollect how ’twas, you could have set a hen one side of the wool and a turkey t’other.

May.  O Uncle, that must have been a beautiful animal!  And what was the tail of it?

Daniel.  The tail, my little maid?  Why ’twas longer nor my arm and as thick again—­’twould have served as a bell rope to the great bell yonder in Gloucester church—­and so ’twould.  Ah, ’twas sommat like a tail, I reckon, yon.

Elizabeth.  Come, Father, such talk is hardly suited to little girls, who should know better than to ask so many teasing questions.

Annet.  ’Tisn’t only May, Aunt, I do love to hear what uncle tells, when he has been out for a day or two.

Elizabeth.  And did you have company on the way home, Father?

Daniel.  That I did.  ’Twas along of young Andrew as I did come back.

Elizabeth.  Along of Andrew?  Girls, you may now go outside into the garden for a while.  Yes, put aside your work.

May.  Can’t we stop till the packets are opened?

Elizabeth.  You heard what I said?  Go off into the garden, and stop there till I send for you.  And take uncle’s glass and wash it at the spout as you go.

Annet. [Taking the glass.] I’ll wash it, Aunt.  Come May, you see aunt doesn’t want us any longer.

May.  Now they’re going to talk secrets together.  O I should dearly love to hear the secrets of grown-up people. [Annet and may go out together.

Daniel.  Annet be got a fine big wench, upon my word.  Now haven’t her, Mother?