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My eye, Bill! what words you fakes! Bill. Ain't he her natural enemy, then? Ain't it yer father as bumps yer 'ed, an' cusses ye, an' lets ye see him eat? Afore he gets our Mattie, I'll bite! Tho. Poor lad! poor lad! Dunnot say that! Her feyther's th' best freen' hoo's getten. Th' moor's th' pity, for it's not mich he can do for her. But he would dee for her he would. Go along, Daddy-devil!
But it's but a bit on a pathway now; an' t' one was too oud, an' t' other too young for t' see t' water comin' along wi' great leaps; it's allays for comin' high up again' t' cliff, an' this spring-tide it's comin' in i' terrible big waves. Some one said as they passed t' man a-sittin' on a bit on a rock up above a dunnot know, a only know as a heared a great fearful screech i' t' air.
The little child looked up into their faces, and, catching their sorrow, began to whimper and wail. Susan took it softly up, and hiding her face in its little neck, tried to restrain her tears, and think of comfort for the mother. At last she said "Where is she now?" "Lass! I dunnot know," said Mrs. Leigh, checking her sobs to communicate this addition to her distress. "Mrs.
"Well?" returned Margaret. She was standing with her back to him, gazing meditatively into the fire. "I were thinkin'," continued Wharton, "you an' me, ye know theer isn't much use in waitin', is theer?" Margaret turned and looked at him, but did not speak. "We met as well let Canon begin o' shoutin' us, dunnot ye think?" Margaret reflected.
Where have you been to, first place?" "Eh, lass, that would take a long time to tell. Half o'er the world, I sometimes think. Bolton and Bury, and Owdham, and Halifax, and but Mary, guess who I saw there? Maybe you know, though, so it's not fair guessing." "No, I dunnot. Tell me, Margaret, for I cannot abide waiting and guessing."
They dun middlin', tak 'em one wi' another, an' considerin' that they're noan use't to th' wark. Th' hommer fo's leet wi' 'em; but we dunnot like to push 'em so mich, yo known for what's a shillin' a day? Aw know some odd uns i' this delph at never tastes fro mornin' till they'n done at neet, an' says nought abeawt it, noather. But they'n families.
'And them that pays yo', dun they tell yo' whatten to do, or whatten not to do wi' the money they gives you in just payment for your pains in fair exchange like? 'No; to be sure not! 'They dunnot say, "Yo' may have a brother, or a friend as dear as a brother, who wants this here brass for a purpose both yo' and he think right; but yo' mun promise not give it to him.
For Deborah was crying thankless tears, according to the fashion of women. "God forgi' me, woman! Things go harder wi' you nor me. It's a worse share." He got up and helped her to rise; and they went doggedly down the muddy street, side by side. "It's all wrong," he muttered, slowly, "all wrong! I dunnot understan'. But it'll end some day."
What a bonny lass thou is! 'Dunnot talk nonsense to my lass, said Bell Robson, hospitably leaving her ironing and coming to the door; but though the mother tried to look as if she thought it nonsense, she could hardly keep down the smile that shone out of her eyes, as she put her hand on Sylvia's shoulder, with a fond sense of proprietorship in what was being praised.
G. Anybody could tell that, the first word you spoke. I mean no offence. Th. Well, noan's ta'en. But thae dunnot say thae's ne'er been to Lancashire thisel'? Col. G. No, I don't say that: I've been to Lancashire several times. Th. Wheer to? Col. G. Why, Manchester. Th. That's noan ov it. Col. G. And Lancaster. Th. Tut! tut! That's noan of it, nayther. Col. G. And Liverpool.
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