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"Bad, bad as heart can wish. A peck o' trouble, by the looks of it. Chris Blanchard be gone vanished like a dream! Mother Blanchard called her this marnin', an' found her bed not so much as creased. She've flown, an' there's a braave upstore 'bout it, for every Blanchard's wrong in the head more or less, beggin' your pardon, missis, as be awnly wan by marriage." "But no sign?
"He thinks he be gwaine to bide his time an' let me stew an' sweat for it," said the man moodily. "Awnly a born devil could tell such wickedness. Ban't theer no ways o' meetin' him, now you knaw? If you'd speak to faither " "What 's the use bringing sorrow on his grey hairs?" "Well, it's got to come; you knaw that. Grimbal isn't the man to forgive." "Forgive! That would be worst of all.
'T will all be well enough when she turns her back on the church-door an' hears the weddin'-bells a-clashing for her future joy. Doan't you come nigh her much during the next few weeks." "Two," corrected Mr. Grimbal, moodily. "Eh! Awnly two! Well, 't is gert darkness for me, I promise you gert darkness comin' for Monks Barton wi'out the butivul sound an' sight of her no more.
"Ellum be more " began Mary, then held her tongue upon that detail and approached another. "Shall us ask Mrs. Tregenza? Sorrer be gripping her heart just now, but a buryin's a soothin' circumstance to such as she. An' she could carry her son in the mind. Poor young Tom won't get no good words said above his dust; us can awnly think 'em for him."
My awn that was, and my awnly one! My darter, my soft-eyed gal, the crown of my grey hairs, the last light of my life!" "I pray you'll come to forgive me in time, dear faither. I doan't ax 'e to yet a while. I had to do it a faithful promise.
I seed same fule's trick done wance thirty year ago; an' when the animals weer cut awpen, theer 'bibles' was hell-hot wi' the awfulest inflammation ever you heard tell of." "How many's down? 'Twas all he had to count upon." "Awnly eight standin' when he left. I could have cried 'bout it when he tawld me. He 'm clay in the Potter's hand for sartain.
But he comed to bimebye an' didn't take on much, awnly kept so dumb as a adder. Not a word did er say till marnin' light; then a 'orrible thing fell 'pon en. You knaw that yaller dog as sails wi' us most times?
I wish I could bring 'e a spark of joy by marryin' you, for you was allus very gude, an' thought kindly of Clem when but few did. I'd marry you if 't was awnly for that; yet it caan't never be, along o' many reasons. You must take that cold comfort, Martin." He sighed, then spoke. "So be it, dear one. I shall never ask again. God knows what holds you back if you can even love me a little."
If my man wasn't gone daft hisself, I reckon I should a gone. Come in come in. Joan an' Tom dead in a night, an' the faither of 'em worse than dead. I shall knaw it is so bimebye. 'Tis awnly vain words yet. Iss, you'd best to see en now you'm here. He may knaw 'e or he may not. He sits craakin' beside the fire, full o' wild, mad, awful words. Doctor sez theer ban't no bettering of it.
But it was given to "Clacking Joe" to speak the final words ere they turned their faces homewards. "'Twas awnly right that we laid ur 'longside o' Ben! When ur was a little chile ur shrimped with 'n! an' when ur was a gert maiden ur walked out with 'n! Please God, ur'll be the furrst tu spake tu 'n cum the aftermath!" A Spring-time Duet 1st Maiden.
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