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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Hoo goes theere to fish, mon?" cried Crouch, "for it is the natur o' the wary varmint to feed at a distance fro' her lodgin; boh ey'm sure we shan leet on her among the roots o' them big trees o'erhanging th' river near Bean Hill Wood, an if the squire 'll tay my advice, he'n go theere first." "I put myself entirely under your guidance, Crouch," said Nicholas.
"Of a surety, my lord; but all have an aversion to the office, and hold it opprobrious, especially to put churchmen to death," replied the officer. "Opprobrious or not, it must be done," replied the earl. "See that fitting persons are provided." At this moment Hal o' Nabs stepped forward. "Ey'm willing t' ondertake t' job, my lord, an' t' hong t' abbut, without fee or rewort," he said.
"Dunna ax, boh tak me away," he answered. "Ey am lost else." "Let him lay a finger on yo if he dare," said Bess, sturdily. "Leave him alone yo dunna knoa who he is," whispered the miller. "Ey con partly guess," she rejoined; "boh ey care nother fo' mon nor dule when ey'm acting reetly. Come along wi' me, Ruchot."
"I'll have him hanged pshaw! hanging's too good for him. To deceive me, his friend, his benefactor, his patron, in such a manner; to dwell in my house, eat at my table, drink my wine, wear my habiliments, ride my horses, hunt with my hounds! Has the dog no conscience?" "Varry little, ey'm afear'd," replied Nance.
Jennet readily complied, for her curiosity was aroused, and she shared in the family feelings of dislike to Mother Chattox and her descendants. "Is this Nance Redferne?" she cried, keeping close to her brother, "Ey'm glad yo'n caught her at last. How dun ye find yersel, Nance?"
And, she added, with playful malice, "Who was wrong whon she said the queen could choose Master Richard " "Hush, Jennet, not a word more," interrupted Alizon, blushing. "Oh! ey dunna mean to vex ye, ey'm sure," replied Jennet. "Ey've got a present for ye." "A present for me, Jennet," cried Alizon; "what is it?" "A beautiful white dove," replied the little girl. "A white dove! Where did you get it?
"Ey'm satisfied on't myself," replied Rawson; "an ey hope ere long she'll be missus o' a little cot i' Bowland Forest, an that yo'll pay us a visit, Alizon, an see an judge fo' yourself how happy we be. Nance win make a rare forester's wife." "Not a bit better than my Sukey," cried Lawrence Blackrod.
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