'Come along, you little Vick, I said, for so we called her; 'I have a message to you, Gwenny, from the Lord in heaven. 'Don't 'ee talk about He, she answered; 'Her have long forgatten me. 'That He has never done, you stupid. Come, and see who is in the cowhouse. Gwenny knew; she knew in a moment. Looking into my eyes, she knew; and hanging back from me to sigh, she knew it even better.
"Come along, you little Vick," I said, for so we called her; "I have a message to you, Gwenny, from the Lord in heaven." "Don't 'ee talk about He," she answered; "Her have long forgatten me." "That He has never done, you stupid. Come, and see who is in the cowhouse." Gwenny knew; she knew in a moment. Looking into my eyes, she knew; and hanging back from me to sigh, she knew it even better.
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