But you come of an ill stock, ye saucy hussy." "Ey come fro' th' same stock as Alizon, onny how," said Jennet.
"Unluckily that cannot be denied," replied Sampson; "but you're as different from her as light from darkness." Jennet eyed him bitterly, and then rose from the table.
"Ey'n go," she said.
"No--no; sit down," interposed the good-natured steward.

"The dancing and pastimes will begin presently, and you will see your sister.

She will come down with the ladies." "That's the very reason she wishes to go," said Sampson Harrop.

"The spiteful little creature cannot bear to see her sister better treated than herself.

Go your ways, then.