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Tregenza instantly; "he'm that modest wi' his righteousness as can be. I've knawn en say open in prayer, 'fore the whole chapel, as he's no better'n a crawlin' worm. An' if he's a worm, what's common folks like you an' me? Awnly Michael doan't seem to take 'count in voices an' dreams, but I knaws they'm sent a purpose an' not for nort." Mr.
"No, never, not if you'd awnly turn your faace the right way. Theer's oceans o' comfort an' love waitin' for 'e, gal. You did belong to a hard world, as I knaws who have just comed from speech wi' your faither; but 'twas a world o' clean eatin' an' dressin' an' livin' a God-fearin' world leadin' up'ards on a narrer, ugly road, but a safe road, I s'pose. An' you left it.
I'm a stupid fule of a maid, I reckon, an' I s'pose 'tis auld-fashioned notions as I've got 'bout what be right an' wrong. But, coorse, you knaws better'n what I can; an' you'd do me no hurt 'cause you loves me you've said it; an' an' I love 'e tu, Mister Jan, I 'sure 'e better'n anything in all the world." "Why, that's good, sweet news, Joan; and Nature told me the truth after all!
I can't drink no beer nowadays, though fond o' it, 'cause 'tis belly-vengeance stuff arter you gets past a certain time o' life. But I'd as soon have tea." "That's bad to drink 'long wi' vlaish," said Mrs. Tregenza. "Tea turns mayte leather-hard an' plagues the stomach cruel, as I knaws to my cost."
Orth'ris, as allus thinks he knaws more than other foaks, said she wasn't a real laady, but nobbut a Hewrasian. I don't gainsay as her culler was a bit doosky like. But she was a laady.
"Theer! theer!" he said, "doan't 'e offer me no advice, theer's a gude gal, 'cause I couldn't stand it even from you, just this minute. God knaws I'm not above takin' it in a general way, for the best tried man can larn from babes an' sucklings sometimes; but this is a thing calling for nothin' but shut lips. 'T is my job an' I've got to see it through my own way." "You'll be patient, Will?
"Why 'alf t' lads in t' village is called Jimmy. Yo're called Jimmy yourself, coom t' thot." He considered it. "Well it's nat as ef they didn' knaw all of 'em." "Oh they knaws!" "D'yo' mind them, Essy? They dawn't maake yo' feel baad about it, do they?" She shook her head and smiled her dreamy smile. He rose and looked down at her with his grieved, resentful eyes.
"Faither's dirt beside the likes of you," she said. "'Twas wastin' good time to talk to en, an' I wouldn't go back to Newlyn, you mind, if he was to ax me 'pon his knees. I'm a poor fool of a gal, but I knaws enough to laugh at the ignorance o' faither an' that fiddle-faaced crowd to the Luke Gospel Chapel." "Doan't 'e be bitter, Joan. Us all makes mistakes an' bad's the best o' human creatures.
'Twas a evil day, Thomas Chirgwin, when I fust seed them o' your blood an ill hour, an' you drives it red-hot into my brain with your actions. Bad, bad you be bad as that lyin', false, lost sinner theer a-draggin' out your cant o' forgiveness an' foolin' a damned sawl wi' falsehoods. You knaws wheer she'm gwaine; an' your squeakin', time-servin' passon knaws; an' you both tells her differ'nt!"
Chirgwin to make Joan write out a will. "You never knaws," she said. "God keep the gal, but they do die now an' agin. 'Tweer better she wrote about the money 'cordin' to a lawyer's way. And, say, for the Lard's love, not to leave it to Michael. So well light a fire wi' it as that.
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