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"It is now a reward for our obedience to your wishes, Miss Wilkins, for if the projected railway passes through the ash-field yonder we should have been perpetually troubled with the sight of the trains; indeed, the sound would have been much more distinct than it will be now coming through the interlacing branches. Then you will not go in, Miss Wilkins?" Mrs.
'But of what thou mayst meet i' t' dark, lass? Sylvia shivered all over at the sudden thought, suggested by this speech of her mother's, that the idea that had flashed into her own mind of going to look for her father might be an answer to the invocation to the Powers which she had made not long ago, that she might indeed meet her dead lover at the ash-field stile; but though she shivered as this superstitious fancy came into her head, her heart beat firm and regular; not from darkness nor from the spirits of the dead was she going to shrink; her great sorrow had taken away all her girlish nervous fear.
'But of what thou mayst meet i' t' dark, lass? Sylvia shivered all over at the sudden thought, suggested by this speech of her mother's, that the idea that had flashed into her own mind of going to look for her father might be an answer to the invocation to the Powers which she had made not long ago, that she might indeed meet her dead lover at the ash-field stile; but though she shivered as this superstitious fancy came into her head, her heart beat firm and regular; not from darkness nor from the spirits of the dead was she going to shrink; her great sorrow had taken away all her girlish nervous fear.
'Mother, broke in Sylvia again, 'I'll just go and get t' lantern out of t' shippen, and go up t' brow, and mebbe to t' ash-field end. 'Do, lass, said her mother. 'I'll get my wraps and go with thee. 'Thou shall do niver such a thing, said Sylvia. 'Thou's too frail to go out i' t' night air such a night as this. 'Then call Kester up. 'Not I. I'm noane afraid o' t' dark.
'Mother, broke in Sylvia again, 'I'll just go and get t' lantern out of t' shippen, and go up t' brow, and mebbe to t' ash-field end. 'Do, lass, said her mother. 'I'll get my wraps and go with thee. 'Thou shall do niver such a thing, said Sylvia. 'Thou's too frail to go out i' t' night air such a night as this. 'Then call Kester up. 'Not I. I'm noane afraid o' t' dark.
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