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Updated: May 9, 2025
"About them wethers?" "No it's a different thing. Arthur, have you noticed that Ellen's sweet on you?" Joanna's approach to a subject was ever direct, but this time she seemed to have taken the breath out of Arthur's body. "Ellen ... sweet on me?" he gasped. "Yes, you blind-eyed owl. I've seen it for a dunnamany weeks." "But Ellen?
And seeing all the dunnamany kisses she's given to another man, reckon she won't grudge me this one poor kiss I've given the woman I've loved without clasp or kiss for fifteen years."
She should have thought of that ... thought of it three nights ago when, all through her, he had been soaked with the wind-driven rain ... just like a drowned rat he had looked when they came to Ansdore, his cap dripping, the water running down his neck.... No, no, it could not be that he couldn't have caught pneumonia just through getting wet that time she had got wet a dunnamany times and not been tuppence the worse ... his lungs were not weak in that way it was the London fogs that had disagreed with them, the doctor had said so, and had sent him away from town, to the Marsh and the rain.... He had been in London for the last two days, and the fog had got into his poor chest again, that was all, and now that he was home on the Marsh he would soon be well of course he would soon be well she was a fool to fret.
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