"You've got it all afore you," said the farmer,--leaving the lover to draw what lesson he might from this oracular proposition.
"And I don't care how soon I ha'e it in hond;--that I don't," said John.
"That's the chat," said Joe Mixet. "There ain't nothing wanting in his house;--is there, John? It's all there,--cradle, caudle-cup, and the rest of it. A young woman going to John knows what she'll have to eat when she gets up, and what she'll lie down upon when she goes to bed." This he declared in a loud voice for the benefit of Ruby in the back kitchen.
"That she do," said John, grinning again. "There's a hun'erd and fifty poond o' things in my house forbye what mother left behind her."

"You've got it all afore you," said the farmer.
"There ain't nothing wanting in John's house," said Joe Mixet. "A young woman going to John knows what she'll have to eat when she gets up, and what she'll lie down upon when she goes to bed." This he declared in a loud voice for Ruby's benefit.
"That she do," said John, grinning again. "There's a hun'erd and fifty poond o' things in my house forbye what mother left behind her."
