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"Well, I d' 'low, it bain't too late yet to come to a understandin'. Jenny be married to I, sure enough, but I bain't a-goin' to ha' no wives what be a-hankerin' arter other folks. She may take herself off out of this wi'out my tryin' for to hinder her. If she can't make up her mind to give over upsettin' hersel' along o' he you may take her home-along, Mrs. Pitcher."
Even as she went, the door betrayed her, for Reddin, coming from the kitchen, saw her through the upper panes. 'I be going home-along, she said, but he pulled her in and shut the door. 'Why did you want to go? 'I'm alost in this grand place. 'Your hair's grander than anything in the place. And your eyes are like sherry. 'Truth on your life? 'Yes. Now you'd better change your dress again.
"Dumb I'll be, as him theer dumb, countin' the weeks an' months." "Day's broke, an' I must go home-along," said Chris. She repeated the words mechanically, then moved away without any formal farewell. At the door she turned, hastened back, kissed the dead man's face again, and then departed, while the other woman looked at her but spoke no more.
"I'm only an every-day sort of man, and my only chance was in being the first comer... , Well, there's no use in my waiting, for that was all I came about: so I'll take myself off home-along, Mrs. Hurst."
'Oh, please sir! Hazel could say no more, for the tears that companionship unfroze. The man peered at her. 'What in hell are you doing here? he asked. 'Walking home-along. She wouldna let me bide the night over. And my foot's blistered in a balloon and blood on my dress. She choked with sobs. 'What's your name? 'Hazel. 'What else?
"Once he had been working late at Yalbury Bottom, and had had a drap of drink, and lost his way as he was coming home-along through Yalbury Wood, didn't ye, Master Poorgrass?" "No, no, no; not that story!" expostulated the modest man, forcing a laugh to bury his concern.
"I thought I was roused long arter midnight by a gert knocking, an' I went down house an' found a woman at the door. 'Who be you? I sez. 'Why, I be Chris, brother Will, she speaks back, 'Chris, come home-along to mother an' you. Then I seed it was her sure enough, an' she telled me all about herself, an' how she'd dwelt wi' gypsy people. Natural as life it weer, I assure 'e."
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