Then, raising his voice to a wailing cry, he went on: "We may quarrel and fall out--we may make peace and be friends--we may clem to skin and bone--and nought o' all our griefs will ever touch her more. 
Then, in a wail, he went on: 'We may quarrel - we may make peace - we may clem to skin and bone - and nought will ever touch her more. 