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He rose slowly and approached his picture. "Oh, how I wish this was a little more like my dream and like reality! I need inspiration, Joan; I have reached a point beyond which I cannot go. My colors are dead; my soul is dead. Something must happen to me or I shall never finish this." "Ban't you so well as you was?" "No, Joan, I'm not.
Presently she put the child back on Mrs. Blanchard's lap and spoke, still regarding it with a sort of dull, almost vindictive astonishment. "Terrible coorious! Ban't no child as ever I seed or heard tell of; an' nothin' of my dead lamb 'bout it, now I scans closer. But so like to Will! God! I can see un lookin' out o' its baaby eyes!"
The Sovereign Queen's let deserters go free, if you can credit it; an' that's how I stand here this minute." A buzz and hum with cheers and some laughter and congratulations followed Will's announcement. Then the people scattered to spread his story, and Mr. Blee spoke. "Come you down home to wance. Ban't none up here as cares a rush 'bout 'e but me. But theer 's a many anxious folks below.
'Tis all wan now. Wanton or no wanton, she've flummoxed me this day. The giglot lied an' said the thing that was not. She'm not o' the Kingdom the fust Tregenza as ever lied the fust." "God send it edn' as bad as it do look, master. 'Er caracter belike ban't gone. S'pose as she'm married?" "Hould your clack, wummon. I be thinkin'." He was thinking, indeed.
"Let 's go round this way," he said. "Why? Ban't your auld bones ready for bed yet? Theer 's nought theer but starlight an' frost." "Be gormed to the frost! I laugh at it. Ban't that. 'T is the Union workhouse, wheer auld Lezzard lies. I likes to pass, an' nod to un as he sits on the lew side o' the wall in his white coat, chumping his thoughts between his gums."
"If water won't do, I'm persuaded nothing will, for did not they use, in former days, to lay all spirits in the Red Sea?" "Yes," quoth Short. "But he ban't a spirit yet," replied Smallbones; "he be flesh and blood o' some sort. If I gets fairly rid of his body, d n his soul, I say, he may keep that and welcome."
I shall be here every day, ready and only too glad to see you." "An' an' you ban't cross wi' me for speakin' so rude, Mister Jan?" "Cross, Joan? No, I'm never cross with anybody but myself. I couldn't be cross with my kind little friend if I tried to be." He shook hands; it was the first occasion that he had done so, and she blushed.
But 't is prison for sure if " He broke off and his face was very dark. "What, Will? If what? Oh, comfort me, comfort me, Will, for God's sake! An' another li'l wan comin'!" "Doan't take on," he said. "Ban't my way to squeal till I'm hurt. Let it bide, an' be bright an' cheery come eating, for mother 's down in the mouth at losin' Chris, though she doan't shaw it." Mrs.
The master of Middle Hemyll speedily enlightened him, and the visitor learned that not only did he speak to the possessor of the cow-byre, but that Farmer Ford was a keen supporter of art, and would be happy to rent his outhouse for a moderate consideration. "The land ban't under pasture now, an' the plaace ed'n much used just this minute, so you'm welcome if you mind to.
"Surely, surely, Joan; an' I love you for yourself tu nobody better in this world." "You wouldn' go for to send me to hell-fire, would 'e?" "God forbid, lass! Why, whatever be talkin' 'bout?" "Uncle Thomas, faither's not my faither no more now. He've turned me out his house an' denied me. I ban't no darter of his henceforrard; an' he'm no faither o' mine.
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