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"Ey'd sarve thee i' t' same way, fo' two pins," said Jem, regarding Potts with a savage look. "No violence, Jem," cried Nicholas, authoritatively "you do harm to the cause you would serve by your outrageous conduct." "Beg pardon, squoire," replied Jem, "boh ey winna hear lies towd abowt Mistress Nutter." "No one shan speak ill on her here," cried the hinds.
"Much obleeged to ye, sir, boh ey'd leefer be without the luck." "Listen to me," pursued Potts, chuckling, "and I will point out to you a way of escaping the general fate of your family not merely of escaping it but of acquiring a large reward. And that is by giving evidence against them by telling all you know you understand eh!" "Yeigh, ey think ey do onderstond," replied Jennet, sullenly.
Take notice that, with all her fright, she has not been able to shed a tear, not a single tear a clear witch a clear witch!" "Ey'd scorn to weep fo t' like o' yo!" cried Nance, disdainfully, having now completely recovered her natural audacity. "We'll soon break your spirit, young woman, I can promise you," rejoined Potts.
"What say you to Master Potts there? Will he suit you?" "He pooh! Do you think ey'd put up wi' sich powsement os he! Neaw; when Bess Whitaker, the lonleydey o' Goldshey, weds, it shan be to a mon, and nah to a ninny-hommer." "Bravely resolved, Bess," cried Nicholas. "You deserve another kiss for your spirit."
But both these, had they been her contemporaries, and known her, would have confessed themselves mistaken: and, taking together person, mind, and behaviour, would have acknowledged the justice of the universal voice in her favour. Full many a lady I've ey'd with best regard; and many a time Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too-diligent ear.
"Boh, if ey might choose betwixt him an yunk Mester Ruchot Assheton's grey gelding, Merlin, ey knoas which ey'd tak." "Robin, of course," said Nicholas. "Nah, squoire, it should be t'other," replied the groom. "You're no judge of a horse, Peter," rejoined Nicholas, shrugging his shoulders. "May be not," said the groom, "boh ey'm bound to speak truth. An see! Tum Lomax is bringin' out Merlin.
"Neaw, ey'd tak keare he didna do that, squoire," replied the hostess. "Ey towd him he'd get nowt boh ele here, an' he made free wi't wine bottle, so ey brought down t' whip jist to teach him manners." "You teach me! you ignorant and insolent hussy," cried Potts, furiously; "do you think I'm to be taught manners by an overgrown Lancashire witch like you?
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