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"Tulke has followed us. He's comin' up the street now." "They've niver put us out o' bounds," said Mother Yeo. "Bide yeou still, my little dearrs." She rolled into the inner room to make the score. "Mary," said Stalky, suddenly, with tragic intensity. "Do 'ee lov' me, Mary?" "Iss fai! Talled 'ee zo since yeou was zo high!" the damsel replied. "Zee 'un comin' up street, then?"
"Come yeou right in an' set down, my little dearrs," said the woman. "They'll niver touch my man. He'll poach 'em to rights. Iss fai! Fresh berries an' cream. Us Dartymoor folk niver forgit their friends. But them Bidevor poachers, they've no hem to their garments. Sugar? My man he've digged a badger for yeou, my dearrs. 'Tis in the linhay in a box."
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