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James Moore was waked by a little whimpering cry beneath his window. He leapt out of bed and rushed to look; for well he knew 'twas not for nothing that the old dog was calling. "Lord o' mercy! whativer's come to yo', Owd Un?" he cried in anguish. And, indeed, his favorite, war-daubed almost past recognition, presented a pitiful spectacle.

Their clamour was caught by the fierce north wind, which had begun to sweep the hill, and was borne along till it reached the ears of a woman who was sitting sewing in a cottage some fifty yards further up the lane. She stepped to her door, opened it and listened. "It's at Bessie's," she said; "whativer's wrong wi' the childer?" By this time Arthur had begun to run towards her.

Whativer's to come o' England if t' land is put under women? I'd like to know that!" "Ay; and a lass that's going to wed hersel' wi' a foreign man. I reckon nowt o' her. Such like goings on don't suit my notions, Eltham." Just at this point in the conversation Richard passed the gossiping squires. He raised his hat, but none returned the courtesy.

'What are witches? demanded Louie, scornfully. 'I doan't bleeve in 'em. Reuben frowned a little. 'Theer wor witches yance, my gell, becos it's in th' Bible, an whativer's in th' Bible's true, and the farmer brought his hand down on the top bar of the gate. 'I'm no gien ony judgment about 'em nowadays. Theer wor aw mak o' queer things said about Jenny Crum an Needham Farm i' th' owd days.

Do as I tell thee." "Nay, I'll not do it." "Thou nivver will disappoint t' devil, Peggy." Peggy did not answer; she was too much interested in the rector's proceedings. He was actually crossing the road and joining the ladies and the preacher. "Now, then! Dost ta see that, Ezra? Whativer's coming to folk? Why-a! They're a' going on together!" "Why not? T' rector's a varry good man.

The landlady looked at him with dark suspicions gathering. "Joost spak' oot," she said, "whativer's woorkin' i' thah mahnd." "I am bound to meet a gentleman near Flamborough to-morrow," Mr. Mordacks continued, with the effrontery of guilt, "who will come from the sea.

'Jenny! whativer's come to the silly wench? Mrs. Jenny was more frightened, and with better reason, than her companion. Julia's marble pallor, and the awful stillness of her form the keenest glance could not detect a quiver in the face or a heave of the bosom almost stilled that exigent pulse within her own breast with a sudden anguish of despair. 'Oh, Jenny, she's a-dyin'! Mrs.

"Sure, the place gives you shivers!" said Shon. "Open go these windows. Put wood on the fire, Parfaite; cook the meat that we've brought, and no other, me boy; and whin we're filled wid a meal and the love o' God, bring in your Lost Man, or Sun Dog, or whativer's he by name or nature."

Their clamour was caught by the fierce north wind, which had begun to sweep the hill, and was borne along till it reached the ears of a woman who was sitting sewing in a cottage some fifty yards further up the lane. She stepped to her door, opened it and listened. 'It's at Bessie's, she said; 'whativer's wrong wi' the childer? By this time Arthur had begun to run towards her.

Katie was there, but the royal eye, on wandering about, noticed the absence of Dolores. "Whativer's become av the señorita?" he asked. Mrs. Russell gave a startled look around. "What! Where is she? She's gone!" she screamed; "she's gone! Oh, Your Gracious Majesty, the ghost! the ghost! Save me!" "Whisht! Howld yer tung!" said "His Majesty." "The ghost, is it?