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And now he loses wind and begins to puff, and the crowd laugh. "Cry 'hold, Joe; thee'st met thy match!" Instead of taking good advice and getting his wind, Joe loses his temper, and strikes at the old man's body. "Blood, blood!" shout the crowd; "Joe's head's broke!" Who'd have thought it? How did it come?
Seth knew that Adam always meant what he said, and was not to be persuaded into meaning anything else. So he turned, with rather a heavy heart, into the house-place. "Adam's niver touched a bit o' victual sin' home he's come," said Lisbeth. "I reckon thee'st hed thy supper at some o' thy Methody folks." "Nay, Mother," said Seth, "I've had no supper yet."
Dinah was moving away, but Lisbeth held her fast, while she was taking off her bonnet, and looked at her face as one looks into a newly gathered snowdrop, to renew the old impressions of purity and gentleness. "What's the matter wi' thee?" said Lisbeth, in astonishment; "thee'st been a-cryin'."
"Nay, Mother, nay," he said, earnestly, "thee mustna think o' speaking o' such things to Adam. Thee'st no right to say what Dinah's feelings are if she hasna told thee, and it 'ud do nothing but mischief to say such things to Adam.
And it's like enough the tramps know where we're going as well as we do oursens; for if Old Harry wants any work done, you may be sure he'll find the means." "Nonsense about murdering us in our beds," said Mr. Poyser; "I've got a gun i' our room, hanna I? and thee'st got ears as 'ud find it out if a mouse was gnawing the bacon.
Lisbeth burst out immediately, her wailing impulse returning, for grief in its freshness feels the need of associating its loss and its lament with every change of scene and incident, "thee'st got nobody now but thy old mother to torment thee and be a burden to thee.
What I said yesterday was, 'Why doesn't thee set thy watch by the parish church? Thee'st got Barfield time, I reckon, and Barfield's allays a wick and ten minutes afore other placen." The aged nobleman twinkled and took snuff. "Joseph," said his lordship, "I am going to make a new arrangement with you."
'I've got him, hard and fast. 'Wa'at! exclaimed John Browdie, pushing away his plate. 'Got that poor dom'd scoondrel? Where? 'Why, in the top back room, at my lodging, replied Squeers, 'with him on one side, and the key on the other. 'At thy loodgin'! Thee'st gotten him at thy loodgin'? Ho! ho! The schoolmeasther agin all England.
"Nay, nay, lad," said Seth, "thy honour's our honour; and if thee get'st respect, thee'st won it by thy own deserts. The further I see thee above me, the better, so long as thee feel'st like a brother to me. It's because o' thy being appointed over the woods, and it's nothing but what's right. That's a place o' trust, and thee't above a common workman now."
But how little did I know what Fate had in store for me! I was taking off baby's outdoor things when my Welsh landlady came up to ask how I had got on, and after I had told her she said: And now thee'st got to get the jewel registered." "Registered?" "Within three weeks. It's the law, look you." That was the first thing that frightened me.
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