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Old Fuller, who was the first to perceive him, came forward with rough heartiness, and shook hands with a burly bow. "Good-evenin', Mr. De Blacquaire," said Fuller. "We're pleased to see you. If you'd care to tek a hand i'stead of settin' idle by to listen, we shall be glad to mek room. Eh, lads?" "No, no, thank you, Mr. Fuller," said Ferdinand, "I would rather be a listener."
You see, he come to the yard to work, after you'd begged him on, and he was drunk as a fiddler not as ever I see a fiddler that way. And then, i'stead o' doing his work, he was nasty, and began cussing.
If tha'd gon i'stead o' him, he'd ha' been here i'stead o' thee. Eh, but it's funny." And he drew a deep breath like a sigh having its birth in profundity of baffled thought. Both he and his evident point of view were "funny" in the Lancashire sense, which does not imply humor, but strangeness and the unexplainable.
It's not fair play two ways. It's not fair play to cotch up men as has no call for fightin' at another man's biddin', though they've no objection to fight a bit on their own account and who are just landed, all keen after bread i'stead o' biscuit, and flesh-meat i'stead o' junk, and beds i'stead o' hammocks. And again it's no fair play to t' French.
Ye wad hae us tak her in for a whilie, till she luiks up a bit, puir thing? Hoo auld may she be?" "She can hardly be mair nor twenty, or aboot that sic like as your ain bonnie lassie would hae been by this time, gien she had ripent here i'stead o' gaein awa to the gran' finishin schuil o' the just made perfec. Weel min' I her bonny face! And, 'deed, this ane's no' that unlike yer ain Isy!
"Then, sir," he answered, with an accent of bitterness that had been silent in him since the memorable day when his youthful hope had perished "then, sir, why didn't you say so sixteen year ago, and claim her before I'd come to love her, i'stead o' coming to take her from me now, when you might as well take the heart out o' my body?
An' there ain't no luck! I'stead o' gitting more we git less, an' that wi' harder work, as is a wearin' out me an' the b'ys; an' " Here he was interrupted by a cry from the bed. It was the voice of little Moxy, the Sarpint o' the Prairies. "I ain't wore out, father! I'm good for another go." "I ain't neither, gov'nor. I got a lot more work in me!" "No, nor me," cried the third. "I likes London.
"Look at the clock, do; why, it's going on for half-past nine, and I've sent the gells to bed this half-hour, and late enough too; when they've got to get up at half after four, and the mowers' bottles to fill, and the baking; and here's this blessed child wi' the fever for what I know, and as wakeful as if it was dinner-time, and nobody to help me to give her the physic but your uncle, and fine work there's been, and half of it spilt on her night-gown it's well if she's swallowed more nor 'ull make her worse i'stead o' better.
Syne I micht hae steppit oot o' the dirt o' my hypocrisy, i'stead o' gaein ower the heid intil't! I was aye a hypocrite, but she would maybe hae fun' me oot, and garred me luik at mysel!" He did not know the probability that, if he had not fallen, he would have but sunk the deeper in the worst bog of all, self-satisfaction, and none the less have played her false, and left her to break her heart.
"It's bad enough for him to be layin' theer wi'out havin' folks crowin' ower him." Tom, much abashed, grinned sheepishly, and old Robert continued, after a pause, still evidently in high good-humour: "Well, wheer's thy cornet? Thou should be practisin' i'stead o' standin' about findin' fault wi' thy neighbours."
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