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As Crass and the others came in they were hailed with enthusiasm by the landlord and the Besotted Wretch, while the semi-drunk workman regarded them with fishy eyes and stupid curiosity. 'Wot cheer, Bob? said the landlord, affably, addressing Crass, and nodding familiarly to the others. ''Ow goes it? 'All reet me ole dear! replied Crass, jovially. ''Ow's yerself?
Scarce five minutes had elapsed after these thoughts had passed through her mind before his hasty hand lifted the latch of the kitchen-door, his hurried steps brought him face to face with her. The smile of greeting was arrested on her lips by one look at him: his eyes staring wide, the expression on his face wild, and yet pitiful. 'That's reet, said he, seeing that her things were already on.
'But if God puts fo'k i' th' hoile, why shuldn't mi faither put me i' th' hoile? It's reet to do as God does isn't it, gronny? 'Whatever wilto ax me next, lad? cried the worn-out and perplexed old woman. 'Come, shut up th' Bible, and eat thi pasty.
Hoo thinks a mighty lot o' parsons, I con tell yo'. Hoo's never reet but when hoo's oather listenin' to 'em or feedin' 'em, and the old man quietly broke into a laugh. 'An' dun yo' know what he sez abaat parsons, Mr. Penrose? I mud as weel tell tales abaat him naa he's started tellin' tales abaat me. Mr.
"They'll be drowned oot afore they get here." As she spoke, a wild gust flung itself over the house, as though trying its strength against the doors and windows, and the rain swished against the panes. "Are t' fires upstairs burnin' reet?" asked Mrs. Dixon severely.
He rose, and unbuttoning his inner coat, fumbled in the pocket of it till he found a letter. 'An here is a letter for Mr. Gurney. If yo gie me a pen, Davy, I'll write in to 't yor reet address, an put it in t' post as I goo to t' station. I took noatice of a box as I coom along. An then He stood still a moment pondering, one outspread hand on the letter.
'They're brennin' ivery rag I have i' t' world, gasped out Simpson: 'I niver had much, and now I'm a beggar. 'Well! thou shouldn't ha' turned again' thine own town-folks, and harboured t' gang. Sarves thee reet. A'd noane be here leadin' beasts if a were as young as a were; a'd be in t' thick on it.
It was towards nightfall when Matthew himself came to Shoulthwaite. "I'm the dame's auldest neighbor," he had said at the Red Lion that afternoon, when the event of the night previous had been discussed. "It's nobbut reet 'at I should gang alang to her this awesome day. She'll be glad of the neighborhood of an auld friend's crack."
But thaa knows hoo's fretted and prayed and worrited hersel a deal abaat thee for mony a year. And if hoo deed afore th' child were born we sud ne'er forgive aarsels. 'Thaa'rt mebbe reet, lad. It'll pleaz her to know, and hoo's bin a good mother to thee. 'Yi. Hoo's often said as if hoo could nobbud be a gron'mother hoo'd say, as owd Simeon said, "Mine een hev sin Thy salvation."
And taking Paslew's arm he led him to a low parapet, overlooking the covered passage before described. Half an hour before it had been bright moonlight, but, as if to favour the fugitive, the heavens had become overcast, and a thick mist had arisen from the river. "Ebil! Ebil!" cried Hal o' Nabs, leaning over the parapet. "Here," replied a voice below. "Is aw reet? Is he wi' yo?"
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