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I'm not going to be conquered here if I can help it. And I look to have you and Mr. Fellowes on my side, as far as may be asked in reason. Her'll find no better husband than I should be to her, I am sure. There's more than a wheedlin' tongue required to mek a married woman happy. I've pretty well proved as I'm not changeable. There's a strong arm to tek care of her.
'The crop o' the bunch' they called her the crop o' the devil's bunch she was no cheel o' my gettin'. Her'll burn for a million years or better all along o' free-traadin'. Free-traadin'! curse 'em why doan't they call it smugglin' an' have done?" Joe Noy had fallen back.
Now, Miss Beechinor, I must ask ye to be judeecious. Mary shut her lips. 'Her'll never do it. I tell thee, fetch another witness. The old man sprang up in a sort of frenzy as he uttered the words, and then fell back in a brief swoon. Mary wiped his brow, and pushed away the wet and matted hair. Presently he opened his eyes, moaning. Mr.
"Happen I had, mester," Mrs. Tams agreed sadly; and then with fire: "But I go into no parlour. You get back to her, mester. Going out again at this time o' night, and missis as her is! If you stop where a husband ought for be, her'll soon mend, I warrant." He went back, cursing all women, because he had no alternative but to go back. He dared not do otherwise.... It was only a swoon.
She's some lass, all right, an' whoever succeeds in winnin' her'll be a mighty lucky chap." "What does her father do? Is he a miner?" "It's jist hard to tell what Jim Weston does an' what he doesn't do. No one seems to know fer sartin. He lives like a lord on Big Lake, way over yonder," and Samson motioned to the east.
Don't you think her'll love me if I tell her always what goes on ahind of her back?" "If she's a bit decent she'll hate you," said Pauline. "Oh, Pen, how were you made? What a queer, queer sort of child you are! You haven't ideas like the rest of us." "Maybe 'cos I'm nicer," said Penelope, not at all impressed by Pauline's contempt. "Maybe I shouldn't like to be made same as all you others are.
"There be a carpse there, sure enough, a carpse driftin' and shiftin' on the floor of the sea. There be those as can't rest, poor sawls, and her'll be mun, her'll be mun, and the sperrit of her is with the burrd." The clumsy boom swung across as we changed our course, and the water ran from us in smooth reaches on either side: the bird flew steadily on. "What will the spirit do?" I said.
Don't stand none o' her tricks, pal, though her'll take a lot o' taming, an' you ain't no match for 'er by your looks, but lay into 'er wi' yon stick an' do your best " Having said which, he laughed again and, turning his pony, trotted off. Outraged by his insolence, I caught up the stick with some notion of running after him, but Diana checked me. "Not him!" she said.
"We shall begin," said his lordship, "at Mother Duke's. That laburnum has been an eyesore this many a day. We must be resolute, Joseph. I shall expect you to guard the ladder, and not to let it go, even if she should venture to strike you." "Her took me very sharp over the knuckles with the rollin'-pin last time, governor," said Joseph. "But her'll be no more trouble to thee now; her's gone away."
Her talks enough," he added, addressing the visitor, "to break the wind of a Derby race-hoss." "Ah," said his wife, shaking her head in a kind of doleful triumph, "Miss Blythe won't ha' been long i' the village afore her'll know what manner o' man you be, Sennacherib." "I'll leave thee to tell her," said Sennacherib, with a grunt of scorn.
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