"Varra weel; varra weel," Gowran had said when he was told of what was about to occur, and was desired to make preparations necessary in regard to the outside plenishing of the house; "nae doobt she'll do with her ain what pleases her ainself. The mair ye poor out, the less there'll be left in. Mr. Jo-ohn coming? I'll be glad then to see Mr. Jo-ohn. Oo, ay; aits, there'll be aits eneuch.
"Nobody breaks nobody's hearts in old Jo-ohn Smithses sho-op," drawled the smith, in his deep voice; "nor steals nobody, nother. We be honest-dealing folk in Albans town, an' makes as good horse-shoes as be forged in all England" and he went placidly on mowing the air with the glimmering shoe. "Here, fellow, stand aside," commanded Master Carew, haughtily. "Stand aside and let me pass!"