"Tommy, come here, or you'll be bit. Come here at once when I tell you, you little wretch!"
"Snake! Mother, here's a snake!"
"Will you wake me if the snake comes out?"
"Now then, don't frighten the child. Go to sleep,"
"Mother, I won't never go drovin' blarst me if I do!"
The wife has still a couple of cows, one horse, and a few sheep.
She put two plates of milk on the floor to provoke the snake and get out.
She is hurt now, and tears spring to her eyes as she sits down again by the table. She takes up a handkerchief to wipe the tears away, but pokes her eyes with her bare fingers instead. The handkerchief is full of holes, and she finds that she has put here thumb through one, and her forefinger through another.