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'Bless yo, yes. An theer's mony foak 'at think Miss Emily wor a deol cliverer even nor Miss Charlotte. Not but what yo get a bad noshun o' Yorkshire folk fro Miss Emily's bukes soa I'm towd. Bit there's rough doins on t' moors soomtimes, I'll uphowd yo! An Miss Emily had eyes like gimlets they seed reet through a body.
He's away to Mass ivery mornin, an' he gets his breakfast wi' Father Bowles." The girl's look grew more hostile. "Oh, does he?" said Laura in a tone of meditation. "Well, then, look here. Put another cup and another plate on Mrs. Fountain's tray, and I'll have mine with her. Shall I come down to the kitchen for it?" "Noa," said the girl hastily. "Mrs. Denton doan't like foak i' t' kitchen."
One man had asked her to put a pin in his collar; another had spilt a cup of coffee over her white dress; a third had confided to her that his young lady was "that luvin" to him in public, he had been fair obliged to bid her "keep hersel to hersel afore foak."
"He were as ready to talk about th' poor gentleman as met with th' accident as tha wert thysel', Tummas," Mrs. Hibblethwaite proceeded, moved by the opportunity offered for presenting her views on the exciting topic. "He'd ax thee aw sorts o' questions about what tha'd found out wi' pumpin' foak. He'd ax me questions now an' agen about what he was loike to look at, an' how tall he wur.
Reuben fidgeted. 'Wal, he said at last, throwing up his head in desperation, 'I spose a woman likes her house to hersel when she's fust married. He wor childish like, an mighty trooblesome times. An she's allus stirrin, and rootin, is Hannah. Udder foak mus look aloive too. The conflict in Reuben's mind between his innate truthfulness and his desire to excuse his wife was curious to see.
"Foak bea n't a-gwean ter walk on hutheh foak," he remarked calmly. "Hordehs is hordehs," he argued, as the good arrow-point penetrated his epidermis, fair in the vulnerable spot. I laughed contemptuously. "Fat lot you care for orders! A man in your position talking about orders! Get out!" The point was forcing its way through the sensitive second-skin, or cutis. "Do!"
"Yo' know th' secret as she carried," she said, "or I wouldna tell yo' even now; an' now I tell it yo' that she may carry the secret to her grave, an' ha' no gossiping tongue to threep at her. I dunnot want foak starin' an' wonderin' an' makkin' talk. She's borne enow." "It shall be as you wish, whether you tell me the story or not," said Langley. "We will keep it as sacred as you have done."
'Fro Masholme, he said, looking at her full, so that she could see all the dark, richly coloured face she had had a curiosity to see; then he added abruptly, 'We're bound Kinder way wi t' sheep reet t'other side o' t' Scout. The woman nodded. 'Aye, I know a good mony o' your Kinder foak. They've coom by here a mony year passt. But I doan't know as I've seen yo afoor. Yo're nobbut a yoong 'un.
Four or live foak wur takken down ill last neet, Seth, an' th' young mester wur among 'em; an' theer's them as says it's cholera." It seemed as if he had not caught the full meaning of her words; he only stared at her in a startled, bewildered fashion. "Cholera!" he repeated dully. "Theer's them as knows it's cholera," said Janner, with gloomy significance.
The old man looked round at the clouds and the mountains; at the powdering of snow that had already whitened the heights. "It'll be more'n a bit!" he said cautiously. "I dessay we'll have to be gettin' men to open t' roads to-morrow." "Does it often block the roads?" "Aye, yance or twice i' t' winter. An' ye can't let 'em bide. What's ter happen ter foak as want the doctor?"
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