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I'll sune draw auchty punds fra' the sea for him, with my feyther's nets." As she disappeared, Mrs. Gatty appeared. "And this is the woman whose mind was not in her dirty business," cried she. "Does not that open your eyes, Charles?" "Ah! Charles," added she, tenderly, "there's no friend like a mother." And off she carried the prize his vanity had been mortified.
"I'll call some one! I'll make a noise!" A queer, humorous look twinkled over Dixon's face. Then suddenly he moved from the door. His expression had grown hesitating soft. "Varra well, then. Yo' shall goa if you mun goa." His wife protested. He turned upon her. "She shall goa!" he repeated, striking the dresser beside him. "Her feyther's an old man an' sick.
'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.
Let me tell tha, then, that 'Debs, 'Debban, 'Debbrook, and 'Des-borough' are all a seame! Ay! thy feyther and thy feyther's feyther! Thou'lt be a Des-borough, will tha? Dang tha! and look doon on tha kin, and dress thissen in silks o' shame! Tell 'ee thou'rt an ass, gell! Don't tha hear? An ass! for all tha bean John's bairn! An ass! that's what tha beast!"
'Here's a pretty lass; she's' got "a'll niver forgi'e" at her tongue's end wi' a vengeance. Sylvia was a little confused. 'Oh, Kester, man, said she, 'my heart is sore again' every one, for feyther's sake. And at length the natural relief of plentiful tears came; and Kester, with instinctive wisdom, let her weep undisturbed; indeed, he cried not a little himself.
But when she's done that, when she's worked it out of her blood, things'll come right agin if the cross is put back agin on your father's buzzum. 'When she has done what? I said. 'Begged her bread in desolate places, said the Gypsy girl solemnly. 'Then if the cross is put back agin on your feyther's buzzum, I believe things'll all come right. It's bad the cusser was your feyther though.
An when he wor layin there, I ses to myself, 'He's the third as the coal-gettin ha took from me. An I minded my feyther an uncle how they was braat home both togither, when I wor nobbut thirteen years old not a scar on em, nobbut a little blood on my feyther's forehead but stone dead, both on em from the afterdamp. Theer was thirty-six men killed in that explosion an I recolleck how old Mr.
'Here's a pretty lass; she's' got "a'll niver forgi'e" at her tongue's end wi' a vengeance. Sylvia was a little confused. 'Oh, Kester, man, said she, 'my heart is sore again' every one, for feyther's sake. And at length the natural relief of plentiful tears came; and Kester, with instinctive wisdom, let her weep undisturbed; indeed, he cried not a little himself.
'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.
"Oi expected this," he said in a tone of deep bitterness. "Oi were a fool vor to think as you war different to other gals, and that you would give up your own wishes to your feyther's." "Oh, feyther!" Polly cried, "don't speak so to me. Beat me if you like, I deserve to be beaten, but don't speak to me like that.
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