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"Yes; the housekeeper said I must, so I did. But " She glanced up for a moment at Addie's picture and broke off. Then she held up a letter which she had in her hand. "Do you know anything of Lord Southend?" she asked. "I've heard Mr Iver and Mr Neeld speak of him. That's all." "He writes to say he knew Lady Tristram and and Harry, and hopes he'll know me soon." "That's very friendly."
"Theer," cried Dave, looking up; "what do you say to them for bait, eh?" "Why, they're gudgeons, Dave!" cried Dick. "Ay, lad, gudgeons." "Where did you get them?" asked Tom. "There are no gudgeons in the fen waters." "Not as I iver see," said Dave with his quiet laugh.
There was ould Mazarine, breakin' the poor child's heart, as fine a fella as iver trod the wurruld achin' for her, and his life bein' spoilt by the goin's on at Tralee. Then in steps the Chinky and with stren'th of mind and stren'th of fingers puts things right." "No, no, Patsy, you've got bad logic and worse morals in your head. As you say, things were put right, but trouble enough came of it."
Until some such good luck, it was as well to laugh and blush as if the surmise of her having a lover was not very far from the truth, and so she replied in something of the same strain as the lame net-maker to his joke about the butter. 'He'll need it all, and more too, to grease his tongue, if iver he reckons to win me for his wife!
"But this is too much comin' here at night wi' loaded arms, scarin' the wimmen and childer oot o' their lives, and I can but think meanin' worse. If yo' were half a man I'd gie yo' the finest thrashin' iver yo' had in yer life. But, as yo' know well, I could no more hit yo' than I could a woman. Why yo've got this down on me yo' ken best. I niver did yo' or ony ither mon a harm.
Yet the daughter of William Iver was sensible and not given to silly tears. "I think I've done right," she said as she had said when she wrote to Mina. "Everybody will be pleased. Father's very pleased." Suddenly she put out her hand and took hold of his, giving it a tight grip. "Oh, but, Mr Neeld, I've made somebody so unhappy." "I dare say, my dear, I dare say. I was a young fellow once.
'Why, look ye; this very baccy had a run for 't. It came ashore sewed up neatly enough i' a woman's stays, as was wife to a fishing-smack down at t' bay yonder. She were a lean thing as iver you saw, when she went for t' see her husband aboard t' vessel; but she coom back lustier by a deal, an' wi' many a thing on her, here and theere, beside baccy.
I've a mortial fear o' operations iver since me owld grandmother's pig got its foreleg took off at the hip-jint." "Hold your tongue, Paddy. Now the bump lies here just under eh! why, you haven't got so much as what!" "Plaize, I think it's lost in fat, sur," remarked Briant, in a plaintive tone, as if he expected to be reprimanded for not having brought his bump of combativeness along with him.
Harry was glad for himself; he would have been touched had he spared time to observe how delighted old Neeld was on his account. They made him no gift; they asked work from him, and Iver, true to his traditions and ingrained ideas, asked money as a guarantee for the work.
I don't want ye iver to speak to me whin ye get rich, Hinnissy." "I won't," said Mr. Hennessy. "Ivry time I pick up me mornin' paper to see how th' scrap come out at Batthry D," said Mr.
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