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"I should na ha' cared for th' Klondike so much but for him." "But he went away from England when you were a baby." "Th' last toime he coom to Temple Barholm wur when I wur just born. Foak said he coom to ax owd Temple Barholm if he'd help him to pay his debts, an' th' owd chap awmost kicked him out o' doors.
"I wish I could ha' seen him," said Tummas. "I'd awmost gi' my sovereign to get a look at that picture in th' gallery at Temple Barholm." "What picture?" Tembarom asked. "Is there a picture of him there?" "There is na one o' him, but there's one o' a lad as deed two hundred year' ago as they say wur th' spit an' image on him when he wur a lad hissen.
Good-bye, dear, dear, lad, an' God bless thee. An' she slipped out o' my arms an' wur gone in a moment awmost before I could cry out. "Theer isna much more to tell, Mester th' eend's comin' now, an' happen it'll shorten off th' story, so 'at it seems suddent to thee. But it were-na suddent to me.
'Why there's awmost nobbody but has their troubles, missus. He answered evasively, because the old woman appeared to take it for granted that he would be very happy indeed, and he had not the heart to disappoint her.
Bayley hasn't preached a sermon this ten year wi'oot chivvyin Papists!" said Hubert from the door. "An yo'll not find yan o' them in his parish if yo were to hunt it wi' a lantern for a week o' Sundays. When I was a lad I thowt Romanists were a soart o' varmin. I awmost looked to see 'em nailed to t' barndoor, same as stoeats!"
"And the shoes!... Lor, them people're givin' away stock awmost!..." However, Mr. V.V. did not purchase shoes and shirts next day, or even a Genuine Mouldform Garment. For that day was Tuesday, July 17th, the day when the professional mercury in the Government "kiosk" set its new record, which was like to stand for many years.
'Theer's my grandfeyther, said 'Lias, almost in a whisper, 'an owd Needham an his two brithers, an yoong Jack Needham's woife her as losst her babby an yoong lads an lasses fro Clough End, childer awmost, and t' coonstable, an Passon Maine Ay ay yo've doon it! Yo've doon it! She'll mak naw moor mischeef neets she's gay quiet now! T' watter's got her fasst enough!
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