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Mrs Gale [sings]:

Child in cradle [crying]: Yiow-ow-ow-ow!

Mrs Gale: Well, well, the boghey-beg. [Pats and rooks.] There, there then, go to sleep an’ Mammy wont leave thee. [Sings.]

I believe he is goin’ off and I’ll get a chance to tidy up a bit before Hommy comes. [Moves away on tiptoe. Child yells.] Well, well. [Coming back and rocking.] Hush thee; Hush thee; Hushie bowie bow.

Hommy: Good morning, Mrs. Gale. The Masther was tellin’ me to call roun’ for that you had some stitches wantin’ doin’.