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"Whosumdever breaks pasture shall himself be broke," said Vine oracularly. "Surelye surelye," assented the table. "She's got pluck all the same," said Sir Harry. But he was only an amateur. "I don't hold for a woman to have pluck," said Vennal of Beggar's Bush, "what do you say, Mr. Alce?" "I say nothing, Mr. Vennal."
"It's her own fault," said Prickett at the Woolpack, "and serve her right for getting shut of old Fuller, and then getting stuck on this furrin heathen notion of Spanish sheep. Anyone could have told her as the lambs ud be too big and the ewes could never drop them safe she might have known it herself, surelye." "It's her looker that should ought to have known better," said Furnese.
"Reckon it will." "Where ull you go?" "Oh, I can go to Tom's." "That's right away in the shires, ain't it?" "Yes beyond Leicester." "Where they do the hunting." "Surelye." "What's the farm?" "Grain mostly and he's done well with his sheep. He'd be glad to have me for a bit." "What'll you do with Donkey Street?" "Let it off for a bit." "Don't you sell!" "Not I!" "You'll be meaning to come back?"
"So Joanna's going to run our farm for us, is she?" said the head man, old Stuppeny, "that'll be valiant, wud some of the notions she has. She'll have our pläace sold up in a twelve-month, surelye. Well, well, it's time maybe as I went elsewheres I've bin long enough at this job."
Elphick middling clever to make it sound as if it wur playing two different tunes at the same time." "Was that how it sounded?" asked Mrs. Tolhurst wistfully, "maybe they'll have it for the carols to-night." "Surelye," said old Stuppeny, "you'd never have carols wudout a harmonister. I'd lik myself to go and hear it, but doubt if I ull git so far wud so much good victual inside me."
"You'll be taking the wethers to Lydd this morning?" "Surelye." "How many are you taking?" "Maybe two score." "You can take the lot. It'll save us their grazing money this winter, and we can start fattening the tegs in the spring." "There's but two score wethers fit for market." "How d'you mean?" "The others äun't fatted präaperly."
"Our wedding?" "Surelye." "I'm going into Folkestone next week, to that shop where I bought my party gown." "And I'm going to Mr. Pratt to tell him to put up our banns, or we shan't have time to be cried three times before the first of June." "The first! I told you the twenty-fourth." "But I'm not going to wait till the twenty-fourth. You promised me June."
She found that she had a more appreciative listener in Dick Socknersh. He received all her plans with deep respect, and sometimes an admiring "Surelye, missus," would come from his lips that parted more readily for food than for speech. Joanna found that she enjoyed seeking him out in the barn, or turning off the road to where he stood leaning on his crook with his dog against his legs.
It would be good to hear him say "Surelye, missus" in that admiring, husky voice. He was the only one of her farm-hands who, she felt, had any deference towards her any real loyalty, though he was the last come. "Socknersh, d'you think your master up at Garlinge would let me hire one or two rams to cross with my ewes? I might go up and have a look at them.
"No offence at all, sir, to you or the night orders either. I am heartily sorry I damned them heartily; but, in the matter of wearing this here ship precisely at that there time, I only acted under the pilot, who has charge until we are securely anchored. Surelye, I can't be 'sponsible." "Why, Mr Rattlin, why?" said the captain, the first-lieutenant, the lieutenant of the watch, and the master.
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