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'Hur be gone to dipping-place, replied the boy. We went to a third door, and immediately he cried out, 'Thuck's our feyther's: the kay's in the thatch. We looked and could see the handle of the key sticking out of the eave over the door. 'Where are they all? I said. 'Aw, Bill's in the clauver; and Joe he's in th' turmuts; and Jack be at public, a' spose; and Bob's wi' the osses; and
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!
'My feyther's been sadly troubled with his rheumatics this week past; but he's a vast better now, thank you kindly. Then, addressing herself to Molly, she asked, 'Has your cousin a doctor to look after him? 'Ay, for sure! said Molly, quickly; for though she knew nothing about the matter, she was determined to suppose that her cousin had everything becoming an invalid as well as a hero.
'Na, na! said Bell, 'th' feyther's feyther, and we mun respect him. But it's dree work havin' a man i' th' house, nursing th' fire, an' such weather too, and not a soul coming near us, not even to fall out wi' him; for thee and me must na' do that, for th' Bible's sake, dear; and a good stand-up wordy quarrel would do him a power of good; stir his blood like. I wish Philip would turn up.
God forgi' him, an' oh, God forgi' me! "Theer, Mester, theer's a story fur thee. What dost ta' think o't? My poor lass wasna my wife at aw th' little chap's mother wasna his feyther's wife, an' never had been. That theer worthless fellow as beat an' starved her an' left her to fight th' world alone, had comn back alive an' well, ready to begin agen.
'He's well-to-do, and can afford everything as he needs, continued she. 'His feyther's left him money, and he were a farmer out up in Northumberland, and he's reckoned such a specksioneer as never, never was, and gets what wage he asks for and a share on every whale he harpoons beside. 'I reckon he'll have to make himself scarce on this coast for awhile, at any rate, said Philip.
'Naen o' thy foun, now, man, or the red cwoats will hear thee; they hae been houlerying and poulerying every ane that past alehouse door this noight to make them drive their waggons and sick loike. Come into feyther's, or they'll do ho a mischief.
'I'll love thee for both, my treasure, I will. I'll hap thee round wi' my love, so as thou shall niver need a feyther's. Hester had been prevented by her mother's indisposition from taking Philip's letter to the Fosters, to hold a consultation with them over its contents.
A met Nanny Corney i' Monkshaven last neet, and she axed me for t' let our Sylvia come o' New Year's Eve, an' see Molly an' her man, that 'n as is wed beyond Newcassel, they'll be over at her feyther's, for t' New Year, an' there's to be a merry-making. Sylvia's colour came, her eyes brightened, she would have liked to go; but the thought of her mother came across her, and her features fell.
'Na, na! said Bell, 'th' feyther's feyther, and we mun respect him. But it's dree work havin' a man i' th' house, nursing th' fire, an' such weather too, and not a soul coming near us, not even to fall out wi' him; for thee and me must na' do that, for th' Bible's sake, dear; and a good stand-up wordy quarrel would do him a power of good; stir his blood like. I wish Philip would turn up.
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