SCENE 1
and o ,
And the parched leaves.
tEIG. t no dinner.
Ser t
I sat among t the cross?roads,
And hers.
MARY. , did you beg?
So beg,
For w
t heir alms,
And ed me aicks and stones.
tEIG. You said t you would bring us food or money.
Ss in the house?
tEIG. A bit of mouldy bread.
MARY. to make another loaf.
tEIG. And ws gone?
MARY. the coop.
Shem!
tEIG. And t penny gone.
She hens gone,
can live on sorrel and dock)
And dandelion, till our mouths are green?
MARY. God, t to t and sup,
ill cater for us still.
Schens bare.
t I looked this day
And sa a soul to hem.
MARY. Maybe hed have us die because he knows,
opped and wopped,
t every wicked sighe eye,
And all fool talk from the ear.
Shere?
And mocking us h music?
(A stringed instrument .)
tEIG. A young man plays it,
th him.
S is trouble of to her?
Not all or a harsh radishy sauce
For t.
MARY. Gods pity on the rich,
hrough as many doors, and seen
tanding on the polished wood
In t, wed be as hard,
And t the end of all,
She rich.
tEIG. theyre coming here.
S stool, down quick, I say,
And call up a whey face and a whining voice,
And let your head be bowed upon your knees,
MARY. time to put to rights.