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I can't help it, can I?" He turned upon them his painfully circular eyes, surrounded by concentric lines like targets. "No, that's true. But 'tis a melancholy thing, and my blood ran cold when you spoke, for I felt there were two poor fellows where I had thought only one. 'Tis a sad thing for ye, Christian. How'st know the women won't hae thee?" "I've asked 'em."
I can't help it, can I?" He turned upon them his painfully circular eyes, surrounded by concentric lines like targets. "No, that's true. But 'tis a melancholy thing, and my blood ran cold when you spoke, for I felt there were two poor fellows where I had thought only one. 'Tis a sad thing for ye, Christian. How'st know the women won't hae thee?" "I've asked 'em."
Perhaps 'tis high time. I believe Farmer Boldwood kissed her behind the spear-bed at the sheep-washing t'other day that I do." "What a lie!" said Gabriel. "Ah, neighbour Oak how'st know?" said, Henery, mildly. "Because she told me all that passed," said Oak, with a pharisaical sense that he was not as other shearers in this matter.
"Ah, neighbour Oak how'st know?" said, Henery, mildly. "Because she told me all that passed." said Oak, with a pharisaical sense that he was not as other shearers in this matter. "Ye have a right to believe it." said Henery, with dudgeon; "a very true right. But I mid see a little distance into things!
Why, wherever could you have got it?" "'Tis my warm nater in summer-time, I suppose. I always did get in such a heat when I bustle about." "Ay, the Dewys always were such a coarse-skinned family. There's your brother Bob just as bad as fat as a porpoise wi' his low, mean, 'How'st do, Ann? whenever he meets me. I'd 'How'st do' him indeed!
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