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"Well, I never could see what there was in salt water!" said Mrs. Flandin, "that folks should be so crazy to go into it! If I was drownin', 'seems to me I'd rather have my mouth full o' sun'thin' sweet." "But I was not drowning," said Diana. "Well, I want to know what you've got by stayin' away from your place all summer" her mother went on.
"Him's not drownin' yet," answered the matter-of-fact native. "Me 'vise you to let Jakolu go. Him's can sweem berer dan you. See, here am bit plank, too, me take dat."
Then, waiting a minute, he continued the poem. "Hm!" said Mrs. Morel curiously, when he finished. "But I wish everything that's written weren't so sad." "I canna see what they want drownin' theirselves for," said Morel. There was a pause. Annie got up to clear the table. Miriam rose to help with the pots. "Let ME help to wash up," she said. "Certainly not," cried Annie. "You sit down again.
'What do you want to frighten me like that for? 'I'm drowndin'! Paul answered. 'Not you! said the pretty cousin. She made a movement of disdain, and turned away; but Paul yelled at her with a fear so vivid that she turned again with a white face, and fell upon her knees. 'Oh, Paul, she cried, 'are ee really drownin'? 'Yes, I am, said Paul doggedly. 'These blasted weeds is pullin' me down.
"There's something you could do besides drownin' yourself in the creek, which I don't ask you: in the first place because I don't want your death on my hands, and in the next place because you're the un-fittin'est man to die that I can think of; but there's something else, and you know it without my tellin' you, and that is to stop all this, now and forever.
So I sits down again, and Dave whistles to the girl, and he passes along his cup and mine. She filled 'em at once, without a word, and we got outside our fifth cup of tea each. Then Dave jingled his spoon, and passed both cups along again. She put some hot water in the pot this time, and, after we'd drunk another couple of cups, Dave muttered somethin' about drownin' the miller.
I'd donned my best clothes and my nuncle had gien me a new sixpenny-bit for a fairin', an' I were to buy choose-what I liked. Well, I were aimin' to think how I sud spend t' brass when I got to Driffield, when suddenly I weren't a lile barn no more. I were Job Hesketh, vesselman at Leeds Steel Works, and I were drownin' i' t' sea.
I be gwaine corpse-searchin' down valley wi' Chapple, an' that 'mazin' water-dog of hisn; an' if 't is my hand brings her out the Teign, 't will be done in a kind, Christian manner, for she's in God's image yet, same as us; an' ugly though a drownin' be, it won't turn me from my duty."
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