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"Kepital kepital. Give mothaw my love." "E'es be shure. Fainely plaized her'll be to hear thee'rt zo naicely adrest. Her'd maäde up her maind, pore zowl, that arl your buttons ud be out, wi' nobody to zee arter 'en. But I declare thee'rt drest laike a topsawyer." And with this a dead silence fell between the two.
"There's more than mae and Assy thot's freetened t' marry yo," she said. He darkened. "Yo 'oald yore tongue. Yo dawn't knaw what yo're saayin', my laass." "Dawn't I? There's more than mae thot knaws, Mr. Greatorex. Assy isn't t' awnly woon yo've maade talk o' t' plaace." "What do yo mane? Speaak oop. What d'yo mane Yo knaw?" "Yo'd best aassk Naddy.
He must ha' been innocent or he would ha' bolted straight away, and not coom back and gi'd hisself oop to justice. It were only his hiding away as maade oi think as he moight ha' done it. Noo in course he will be able to clear hisself; for if he was over at Painton, why, he couldn't be here that be plain to any one."
"Yo' moosn' suppawse I dawn feel baad, Essy. I've laaid awaake manny a night, thinkin' what I've doon t'yo'." "What 'ave yo' doon, Jimmy? Yo' maade mae 'appy fer sex moonths. An' there's t' baaby. I didn' want 'im before 'e coom seemed like I'd 'ave t' 'ave 'im stead o' yo'. But yo' can goa right awaay, Jimmy, an' I sudn' keer ef I navver saw yo' again, so long's I 'ad 'im."
Look, Assy, my deear there's t' lil rawb, wi' t' lil slaves, so pretty an' t' flanny petticut an' t' lil vasst see. 'Tis t' lil things I maade fer 'ee afore tha was born." But Essy pushed them from her. She was weeping violently now. "Taake 'em away!" she cried. "I doan' want t' look at 'em." Mrs. Gale sat and stared at her. "Coom," she said, "tha moos'n' taake it saw 'ard, like."
The farm servants were scattered in their villages. Alice had just told Greatorex of Mary's engagement and the Vicar's opposition. "Eh, I was lookin' for it," he said. "But I maade sure it was your oother sister." "So did I, Jim. So it was. So it would have been, only " She stopped herself. She wasn't going to give Mary away to Jim. He looked at her. "Wall, it's nowt t' yo, is it?" "No.
The blood was slowly welling from a wound at the back of his head. "That war maade by a leaded stick, oi guess," Luke said; "it's cut through his hat, and must pretty nigh ha' cracked his skool. One of you bathe un wi' the water while we looks arter Bill." Polly gave an exclamation of horror as the light fell upon Bill Swinton. He was covered with blood.
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