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Hoo'll be soom mad when hoo finds out, and hoo'll thrash me for 't. Hoo reckoned to pop it as soon as we'd getten a bit further away fro' Saltfield." John turned quite sick. This gift of Sally's had, then, been doubly stolen. He had been wearing an adornment which had been stolen from a thief! Words failed him, but he looked at Sally as though he could slay her.
But Malachi's wife sent Matt downstairs, saying: 'We'n had enugh preachin' and cryin'. Go and ged on wi' thi wark. Th' lass is on th' mend, and hoo'll do gradely weel. The child grew, and its first conquest was the heart of old Deborah. Before the little life she bowed, and what her Calvinistic creed was weak to do for her, a love for her grandson accomplished.
We's see her for th' fust time o' Sunday mornin'. Hoo's baan to sit wi' Dr. Hale. 'There'll be some een on her, aw bet, said Abraham. 'Wernd there, just. Poor lass! I could fair cry for her when aw think abaat it. An' away fro' her mother, an' o'. 'But then hoo'll hev her husband, wernd hoo? asked Milly.
But hoo's come at last, and hoo's welcome, as long as hoo'll keep from preaching on what hoo knows nought about. Bessy had been watching Margaret's face; she half sate up to speak now, laying her hand on Margaret's arm with a gesture of entreaty. 'Don't be vexed wi' him there's many a one thinks like him; many and many a one here.
Morell used to say as he could awlus see her deead husband's face i' hers until th' child wur born, and then it left her, and hoo carried th' face o' th' little un hoo brought up. But it'll be a deead face hoo'll carry in her een naa, I'll be bun for't. 'How was it his mother sent him to work in the pit? such a dangerous calling, and the boy so young. 'You'll know a bit more, Mr.
"Weel, weel, jist as ye wull it'll dae again but man, hoo'll ye square it wi' the wife when ye gang hame to the manse the nicht? We'll baith hae oor ain times, I'm dootin'. Here's a sweetie for ye; it's a peppermint lozenge, an' it's a graun' help. Guid-nicht."
Didn't he read a bit aat o' one o' her letters where hoo said hoo were fain longin' to see Milly becose hoo liked th' flaars an' stars an' sich like? 'Yi; he did forsure. 'Aw know hoo'll tak' to me, mother. An' if hoo doesn't, I'll mak' her, that's all. 'Aw don't somehaa think 'at Mr. Penrose ud wed a praad woman, Abram. Do yo'? 'I durnd think he would, lass.
But, as I say, he started fairly weel, when th' conductor, a chap fra Manchester, who thought he knew summat, said, "Hooisht, hooisht!" But th' owd lad stuck to his tune. Doesto yer? hooisht!" But he'd mistaan his mon, Mr. Penrose, for Enoch nobbud stopped short to say, "Thee go on with thi conductin'. If hoo'll sing I'll play."
His eyes, which always remind me of the sea, were looking away over it, but he brought them back to meet mine, and pressed my shoulder. "It is bonnie," he said, "verra bonnie. But eh, man! if strange land shines like yon, hoo'll oor ain shores look whenever we win Home?" "One, two, three, and away!"
I'd holler now, an' mak' thee coom back an' change 'em, if our missus wasna so nigh, but if hoo chanced to look an' see me at th' window, hoo'd be bargin' me for opening it.... Ha, th' owd lass has called him back hersel'. Reet! hoo'll noan let him mak' sich a boggart of hissel' hoo'll fettle him up afore he goes."
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