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'Pears I ban't never to graw to love un as I would; an' yet I caan't quite help it when I sees his whole-hearted ferment to put money into my pocket; or when I hears him talk of nitrates an' the ways o' the world; or watches un playin' make-believe wi' the childer himself the biggest cheel as ever laughed at fulishness or wanted spankin' an' putting in the corner."
"No that's all fulishness." "Nothing that's true is foolish. Now I'm going to make some little sketches of you, so as to get each fold and shadow in your dress right." Barron drew rapidly, and Joan ever ready to talk to a willing listener when her confidence was won prattled on, turning the conversation as usual to the matters she loved.
"You'm at the bottom of this business, I'll lay a pound. Get out o' my sight, you hookem-snivey auld devil, or I'll rub your dirty ginger poll in it, sure's death!" "My stars! theer's crooked words! Do 'e try an' keep tighter hand on your temper, Blanchard. A man should knaw hisself anyways 'fore he has the damn fulishness to take a wife. An' if you ax me " Mr.
Well, you'm out o' reckoning for once, wise though you be most times; for if a maiden's happiness doan't rest with her faither, blamed if I see wheer it should. And to think such a man as me doan't knaw wiser 'n two childern who caan't number forty year between 'em is flat fulishness, surely?" "I knaw Will," said Mrs.
But today Prue's eyes were red, and her lips were all a-droop, the which, though her smile was brave and ready, the Ancient was quick to notice. "Why, Prue, lass, you've been weepin'!" "Yes, grandfer." "Your pretty eyes be all swole red they be; what's the trouble?" "Oh! 'tis nothing, dear, 'tis just a maid's fulishness never mind me, dear."
'Tis like this: your man did take plain Nature for God, an' he did talk fulishness 'bout finding Him in the scent o' flowers, the hum o' bees an' sichlike. Mayhap Nature's a gude working God for a selfish man, but she edn' wan for a maid, as you knaws by now.
She smiled and assured him her illness was of no account. "Ban't nothing. Just a shivering an' stabbing in the chest. My awn fulishness to be out listening to they bells in the frost. But no call to fear. I awnly axed my li'l servant to get me a cup o' tea, an' she comed an' would light the fire, an' would go for doctor, though theer ban't no 'casion at all."
"I brot these for 'e, dear Jan. Us calls 'em butter-an'-eggs, 'cause o' the colors, I s'pose. They'm awnly four lil flowers. Will 'e keep 'em? An' an' give me summat as I can knaw's just bin in your hand, will 'e? 'Tis fulishness, dear heart, but I'm thinkin' 'twould make the days a dinky bit shorter." He took the gift, thought a moment, and gave her a little silver ring off his finger.
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