Bart don't mean no good to my bairn.

I see it in his face.

I see it in the way he touches her hand and ties on her bonnet.
I've watched him ever since the first night he laid eyes on her.

He ain't a man with a heart in him; he's a sneak with a lie in his mouth.
Why don't he come round like any of the others and say where he's goin' and what he wants to do instead of peepin' round the gate-posts watchin' for her and sendin' her notes on the sly, and makin' her lie to me, her old nurse, who's done nothin' but love her?
Doctor John don't treat Miss Jane so--he loves her like a man ought to love a woman and he ain't got nothin' to hide--and you didn't treat your wife so.
There's something here that tells me"-- and she laid her hand on her bosom--"tells me more'n I dare tell ye.

I warn ye now ag'in.