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"I used to talk more when I wasn't so busy, but I hain't been talkin' so much this 'ere 'arvest. We hain't had time. When we're on a job," continued Ben, as the crowd drew near to listen, "we hain't got time fer talkin', and when we're through we don't feel like it. We don't need, to." A general laugh of approval followed Ben's words. "You're right, Ben.
Was it? would there be ? "Well, an' therr's an 'arvest bug; 'tis some earrly for they!" Wonderful how she pounces on all such creatures, when I can't even see them. She pressed it absently between finger and thumb, and began manoeuvring round another way. Long before she had reached her point, we had gulped down our coffee, and departed.
Our church would be jes' spoilt with a lot o' trails o' weed round it but you mark my wurrd! Miss Vancourt will be dekratin' the Saint in the coffin at 'Arvest 'Ome wi' corn and pertaters an' vegetable marrers, all a-growin' and a-blowin' afore we knows it. There ain't no sense o' fitness in the feminine natur!" Mrs. Bainton laughed good-naturedly.
"You shouldn't bet, old woman, 'tain't moral," said Bainton, with a chuckle; "You ain't got ten to bet agin one we couldn't spare so much. If she doos nothing else, she'll dekrate the church at 'Arvest 'Ome an' Christmas that's wot leddies allus fusses about dekratin'. Lord, Lord! The mess they makes when they starts on it, an' the mischief they works!
There's a rose climbin' over the cross on the old Squire's grave what will do ye good to see, come another fortnight of this warm weather. But Passon, he be main worrited about the Five Sisters, and knowin' as 'ow I'd worked for the old Squire at 'arvest an, sich-like, he thought I might be able to 'splain to ye "
"Glass of porter; nice warm weather, good for the 'arvest. Just come up from the country a bit dusty, ain't I?" "Ain't you the chap," said William, "what laid Mr. Ketley six 'alf-crowns to one against Cross Roads?" Charles nodded, and William continued "I like your cheek coming into my bar." "No harm done, gov'nor; no one was about; wouldn't 'ave done it if they had." "That'll do," said William.
"Very well, as you think best," was Challis's last word. As Challis walked down to the gate, where his motor was waiting for him, Mr. Forman trotted up from behind and ranged himself alongside. "More rain wanted yet for the roots, sir," he said. "September was a grand month for 'arvest, but we want rain badly now." "Quite, quite," murmured Challis, politely. He shook hands with Mr.
'Yes, said Crass with a chuckle. 'I recollect we 'ad six children's funerals to do in one week. Ole Misery was as pleased as Punch, because of course as a rule there ain't many boxin'-up jobs in the summer. It's in winter as hundertakers reaps their 'arvest. 'We ain't 'ad very many this winter, though, so far, said Harlow.
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