Where are you now? What am I now to think?
Your minds run round in puzzles, like chased hares.
I cannot sight them.
Merrick:
Think of going to bed.
Sollers:
And dreaming prices for your pigs.
Merrick:
O Warp, You should have seen Vine crying! The moon, he said, The silver moon! Just like an onion "twas To stir the water in his eyes.
Sollers:
He"s left A puddle of his tears where he was droopt Over the table.
Vine:
There"s to be no ruin?-- But what"s the word of a molecatcher, to crow So ringing over a dowser"s word?
Warp:
I"ll tell you.
These dowsers live on lies: my trade"s the truth.
I can read moles, and the way they"ve dug their journeys, Where you"ld not see a wrinkle.
Vine:
And he knows The buried water.
Warp:
There"s always buried water, If you prod deep enough. A dowser finds Because the whole earth"s floating, like a raft.
What does he know? A twitching in his thews; A dog asleep knows that much. What I know I"ve learnt, and if I"d learnt it wrong, I"ld starve.
And if I"m right about the grubbing moles, Won"t I be right for news of walking men?
Merrick:
Of course you"re right. Let"s put the whole thing by, And have a pleasant drink.
Shale (to Mrs HUFF):
You must be tired With all this story. Shall we be off for home?
Huff:
You bra.s.s! You don"t go now with her! She"s mine: You gave her up.
Shale:
And you made nothing of her.
(To Mrs Huff)
Come on.
Mrs Huff:
Warp, will you do a thing for me?
Warp:
A hundred things.
Mrs Huff:
Then slap me these cur-dogs.
Warp:
I will. Where will I slap them, and which first?
Mrs Huff:
Maybe "twill do if you but laugh at them.
Warp: