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Well, ivery day the flax an' the vittles, they was browt, an' ivery day that there little black impet used for to come mornin's and evenin's. An' all the day the darter, she set a tryin' fur to think of names to say to it when te come at night. But she niver hot on the right one.
Well, every day the flax and the food were brought, and every day that there little black impet used to come mornings and evenings. And all the day the girl sat trying to think of names to say to it when it came at night. But she never hit on the right one.
"Well, is that Zebedee?" says she again. "Noo, t'ain't," says the impet. And then that laughed and twirled that's tail till you couldn't hardly see it. "Take time, woman," that says; "next guess, and you're mine." And that stretched out that's black hands at her.
"Is that Solomon?" she says, pretendin' to be a-feard. "Noo, tain't," that says, an' that come fudder inter the room. "Well, is that Zebedee?" says she agin. "Noo, tain't," says the impet. An' then that laughed an' twirled that's tail till yew cou'n't hardly see it. "Take time, woman," that says; "next guess, an' you're mine." An' that stretched out that's black hands at her.
And as it got towards the end of the month, the impet began to look so maliceful, and that twirled that's tail faster and faster each time she gave a guess. At last it came to the last day but one. The impet came at night along with the five skeins, and that said, "What, ain't you got my name yet?" "Is that Nicodemus?" says she. "Noo, t'ain't," that says. "Is that Sammle?" says she.
An' as that got to-warts the ind o' the month, the impet that began for to look soo maliceful, an' that twirled that's tail faster an' faster each time she gave a guess. At last te came to the last day but one. The impet that come at night along o' the five skeins, an' that said: "What, hain't yew got my name yet?" "Is that Nicodemus?" says she. "Noo, t'ain't," that says.
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