Tipsy men come tumbling out of the hut, shout, and catch hold of the girls.
GIRLS. Leave off, Daddy Tom! What do you mean by it?
LADS. Let's go into the lane. It's impossible to play here.
Exeunt all who were playing in the ring.
PEASANT[ goes up to Grandfather ] What have you got now? The Elders will allot everything to me! [ Snaps his fingers at him ] That's what you'll get! So there you are! It's all mine and you've nothing! They'll tell you so themselves!
The four Elders speak all at once.
FIRST ELDER. 'Cos I know what's what!
SECOND ELDER.
“'Fore all I'll be heard,
'Cos I'm an old bird!”
THIRD ELDER. Friend! dear friend, dearest friend!