butter-an'-eggs

Updated: May 8, 2025

"I brot these for 'e, dear Jan. Us calls 'em butter-an'-eggs, 'cause o' the colors, I s'pose. They'm awnly four lil flowers. Will 'e keep 'em? An' an' give me summat as I can knaw's just bin in your hand, will 'e? 'Tis fulishness, dear heart, but I'm thinkin' 'twould make the days a dinky bit shorter." He took the gift, thought a moment, and gave her a little silver ring off his finger.

Eden Phillpotts - Lying Prophets