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As oi have told ye, oi ha' partly chosen ye becos oi knowed as how ye would maake a good mother to my little Polly; but oi doan't mean to give up taking her down with me o' days to the town. Oi likes to ha' her wi' me on the roade it makes it shorter like. As thou knowest thyself, oi ha' bin a chaanged man sin she coom.
I'd kape sober all my life ef it was awnly t' spite yo'. An' I'll maake 'er 'appy. For I rackon theer's noothin' I could think on would spite yo' moor. Yo' want mae t' marry 'er t' poonish 'er. I knaw." "That'll do, Greatorex," said Rowcliffe. "Ay. It'll do," said Greatorex with a grin of satisfaction. He turned to Alice, the triumph still flaming in his face. "Yo're nat afraaid of mae?"
Homatropine is the basic element of his preparation. "Some day women will hear of it and maake him rich. He deserves it." Fulton, after he had read that, looked at Braceway out of tortured eyes. This turning of his tragedy into jest defied his strength. "That's enough of that," Braceway raised his voice above the clatter of the typewriter. "Get down to the crime, or stop!"
The once perky Tsing Hi slunk alongside the far-striding Tim, and Tim looked down at him and was half ashamed of such a "wee scrap of a Chinkee" as his first prisoner. "Come away wid ye, me little fella come away. Doan give me trouble, and ye'll fin' me gintle wid ye. Thry to maake a fool af me, and be the Holy Saints ye'll have occasion to be sorrowful."
I was waitin' at the crass-roads for old Garge to come along, when a young womon came up out of th' darkness and stood not far from me just by the ol' crass. I tried to maake out who she was, but it was too daark.
"We're saafe till Naddy cooms back for t' milkin'. We've three hours." She shook her head. "Only an hour and a half, Jim. I must be back for tea." "Yo'll 'ave tae here. Yo've had it before. I'll maake it for yo." "I daren't, Jim. They'll expect me. They'll wonder." "Ay, 'tis thot waay always. Yo're no sooner coom than yo've got to be back for this, thot and toother. I'm fair sick of it."
We ha' got atween us to get Maister Ned off that be the thing as be settled. It doan't matter how it's done, but it's got to be done soomhow; and oi rely on thee to maake moi story good, whatever it be. "There can't be nowt wrong about it a loife vor a loife be fair, any way. There be more nor eno' in Yorkshire in these toimes, and one more or less be of no account to any one."
"Ye can holler as much as ye have the moind ter. Be jabers, the next haythen Chinkee that gits out of the darbies I clap on'm 'll be a slippery, slathery eel, and meself after fergittin' to maake a knot in his taale! Come quiet, me good haythen, and I'll dale aisy wid yer."
"Why 'alf t' lads in t' village is called Jimmy. Yo're called Jimmy yourself, coom t' thot." He considered it. "Well it's nat as ef they didn' knaw all of 'em." "Oh they knaws!" "D'yo' mind them, Essy? They dawn't maake yo' feel baad about it, do they?" She shook her head and smiled her dreamy smile. He rose and looked down at her with his grieved, resentful eyes.
You can't treat a man of thirty as if he was a baby of three." She thought. "No. You can only treat a woman.... 'There is one eternal thinker' " A knock on the door. "There," her mother said, "that's Dan." Mary went to the door. Ned Alderson stood outside; he stood slantways, not looking at her. "Ah tried to maake yore broother coom back long o' us, but 'e would na."
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