My granny was a wise woman, and was up to all kind of signs and wonders, sounds and noises, the interpretation of the language of birds and animals, crowing and lowing, neighing and braying.

If she had been here, she would have said at once that that horse was fated to carry you away.
On that point, however, I can say nothing, for under fifty pounds no one can have him.

Are you taking that money out of your pocket to pay me for the ale?
That won't do; nothing to pay; I invited you this time.

Now if you are going, you had best get into the road through the yard-gate.

I won't trouble you to make your way through the kitchen and my fine-weather company--confound them!".