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"My father scratched himself," said Ezra promptly. "His hat has blown away too, and we lost our way in the dark, so we're rather in a mess." "Why, so you be!" Sampson cried, eyeing them up and down. "I thought, when I heard you, as it was they folk from Claxton as comes 'ere for bait whenever they be short. That's nigh about the only visitors we ever gets here; bean't it, Jarge?"
Sometimes, after a trying day, when Jarge had been called upon to expostulate, or "to talk" more than usual, the corners of his mouth would take a downward turn, and he complained, perhaps, of gipsies or tramps whom I was obliged to employ when the crop was heavy, though they were kept in a gang apart from the villagers; but he always came up happy again next morning, the mouth corners tending upwards, and his broad and beaming smile with a radiance like the rising sun on a midsummer morning.
'Jarge, 'e zed, 'if I be took write to my wife and tell 'er it be the Lard's will and she be not to grieve. And I zed, 'So be, Jacob, and you'll do the same for I. Our Officer, Capt'n S T , d'you know 'en, sir? No? 'E com from Devizes way, he wur a grand man, never thinking of hisself but only of us humble chaps he said, 'Now for it, lads, and we advances in 'stended order.
Tha'll say it ill becooms mea as war man and boy in Sir Jarge's sarvice for fifty year, to say owt agen him, but I'm here to do it, or they couldn't foolfil their business. Tha wast to ax me questions about Sir Jarge and the Grange, and I wor to answer soa as to make tha think thar was suthing wrong wi' un.
'e did that; an' I were going to 'ave a go at 'im myself; an' the chances are 'e'd 'ave beat me, seein' I 'adn't been inside of a ring for ten year, when " "Up comes Jarge," chuckled the Ancient. 'What's all this? say Jarge. 'I be goin' to teach John 'ere to keep away from my Prue, says Simon. 'No, no, says Jarge, 'John's young, an' you bean't the man you was ten years ago let me, says Jarge.
"I'm thinkin' Black Jarge would find this chap a bit different to Job," remarked the Ancient. "What do 'ee think, Simon?" "Looks as if 'e might take a good blow, ah! and give one, for that matter," returned the Innkeeper, studying me with half-closed eyes, and his head to one side, as I have seen artists look at pictures.
I weren't quite so tall as Jarge, p'r'aps, by about say 'alf-a-inch, but then, I were wider wider, ah! a sight wider in the shoulder, an' so strong as four bulls! an' wi' eyes big an' sharp an' piercin' like Peter's, only Peter's bean't quite so sharp, no, nor yet so piercin' an' that minds me as I've got noos for 'ee, Peter." "What news?" said I, turning.
You an' me'll up an' see Squire, Peter, sha'n't us? Black Jarge aren't a convic' yet, let fules say what they will; we'll show 'em, Peter, we'll show 'em!" So saying, the old man led me into the kitchen of "The Bull," while Simon went to have the horses put to.
Willyum. Zo it du be. Here du be goings-on! What will t' passon say? Zay, bor, don't 'ee zee a zort o' loikeness atween t' maid and t' Squire? Willyum. Jarge, if you bain't right, lad. Happen she do have t' same nose! Fitzhugh. Ah, my men! I'm your new Squire. Do you know who this is? Willyum. Why, her du be our Rachel. Fitzhugh.
"Black Jarge don't mind a man's eyes, 'cept to black frequent; 'e don't mind nothin', nor nobody." "Job," said the Ancient, tapping his snuff-box, "theer's some things as is better nor gert, big muscles, and gert, strong fists if you wasn't a danged fule you'd know what I mean.
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