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Doan't, if you love me, as I knaws well you do, turn your back 'pon the scant work as falls in best o' times." The man reflected with troubled eyes, and his mother took his arm and tried to pull him down the hill. "Is John Grimbal at home?" he asked. "How shude I knaw? An' what matter if he is? Your business is with the bees, not him. An' you've got no quarrel with him because that Blanchard have.
"For all his cranky ways he knaws Blanchard better'n most of us, an' I heard un size up the chap t'other day in a word. He said he hadn't wit enough to keep his brains sweet." "He'm a braave wan to talk," fired back Bonus. "Him! A poor luny as caan't scrape brass to keep a wife on. Blanchard, or me either, could crack un in half like a dead stick."
I doubt us'll hear he's bin knocked overboard or some sich thing some day; an' them two brothers, they Pritchards, as allus sails 'long wi' Tregenza, they'm that comical-tempered every one knaws. Oh, my God, why couldn' he let the bwoy larn a land trade carpenterin' or sich like?" "But, you see, faither's a rich man, an' some time Tom'll fill his shoes.
Why, I knaws by the little I've a done that ways myself how 'tis. Git a good skinful o' grog in 'ee, and wan man feels he's five, and, so long as it lasts, he's got the sperrit and 'ull do the work o' five too: then when 'tis beginnin' to drop a bit, in with more liquor, and so go on till the job's over." "And how long do they keep it up?" said Reuben. "Wa-all, that's more than I can answer for.
You arsk the tinners them as works deep. They knaws; they've 'eard the knackers an' gathorns many a time, an' some's seen 'em. But the mine fairies be mostly wicked lil humpetty-backed twoads as'll do harm if they can; an' the buccas is onkind to fishermen most times; an' 'tis said they used to bide in the shape of a cat by day.
"A right Jack-o'-Lantern, as everybody knaws," suggested Mr. Blee. "Ess fay, 'tis truth. Shifting and oncertain as the marsh gallopers on the moor bogs of a summer night. Awnly a youth's faults, you mind; but still faults.
She'll be reet down mad when she knaws an I'm real sorry about that bit dress o' yourn, Louie. He stood looking down at her, his spectacles falling forward on his nose, the corners of his mouth drooping a big ungainly culprit. For a second or two the child was quite still, nothing but the black eyes and tossed masses of hair showing above the sheet.
I won't speak no more 'bout that subjec'. 'Tis good fashion weather for 'e just now, an us'll hope as you ban't gwaine to die for many a day." "Say it out, mister, say it out. I knaws what you means. You reckons if I gaws I'm lost." "My poor sawl, justice is justice; an' the Lard's all for justice an' no less. Theer's no favorin' wi' Him, Albert."
"I'm gwaine to do nort, Will Blanchard nort at all. God He knaws you 've wronged me, an' more 'n me, an' her Phoebe worst of all; but I'll lift no hand ag'in' you. Bide free an' go forrard your awn way " "To the Dowl!" concluded Billy. There was a silence, then Will spoke with some emotion.
The Lard's my doctor. Keep your sawl clean, an' the Lard'll watch your body. 'E's said as much. 'E knaws we'm poor trashy worms an' even a breath o' foul air'll take our lives onless 'E be by to filter it. Faith's the awnly medicine worth usin'." Joan remembered her morning bath and felt comforted by this last reflection. Had she not already found the magic result?
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