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Updated: June 24, 2025
'A can't abide a wurrd o' that long-legged wench! Ha ha ha! An' look y'ere, Miss Tranter! I'd 'a given a shillin' in Tom's 'at when it went round, but I'm thinkin' as zummat in the face o' the owd gaffer up in bed ain't zet on beggin', an' m'appen a charity'd 'urt 'is feelin's like the poor-'ouse do.
"I was not aware of your presence, Mr. Joltram," he said stiffly. "Noa, noa, Pazon, m'appen not, but tha's aweer on it now. Nowt o' me's zo zmall as can thraw to heaven through tha straight and narrer way. I'd 'ave to squeeze for 't!" He laughed, a big, slow laugh, husky with good living and good humour. Arbroath shrugged his shoulders. "I prefer not to speak to you at all, Mr. Joltram," he said.
"Look 'ere, Tummas," rejoined the verger, speaking slowly and emphatically "Passon, 'e be a rare good man, m'appen no better man anywheres, an' what he's goin' to say to us this blessed Sunday is all settled-like. He's been thinkin' it out all the week. He knows what's what.
At last, she burst out 'Don't go on reading. It's no use. I'm blaspheming all the time in my mind, wi' thinking angrily on what canna be helped. Yo'd hear of th' riot, m'appen, yesterday at Marlborough Mills? Thornton's factory, yo' know. 'Your father was not there, was he? said Margaret, colouring deep. 'Not he. He'd ha' given his right hand if it had never come to pass.
He was just about to take the punting pole in hand, when Bainton's figure suddenly emerged from the shrubbery. "Off on the wild wave, Passon, are ye?" he observed, "Well, it's a fine day for it! M'appen you ain't seen the corpses of four rats anywhere around? No? Then I 'spect their lovin' relations must ha' been an' ate 'em up, which may be their pertikler way of doin' funerals.
There was a marked stir of expectation among the guests of the "Trusty Man"; they all appeared to be waiting for something about to happen of exceptional interest. He glanced inquiringly at Peke, who returned the glance by one of warning. "Best sit quiet a while longer," he said. "They won't break up till closin' hour, an' m'appen there'll be a bit o' fun."
'E's been doin' nothin' but good ever since 'e came 'ere, which m'appen partly from 'is not bein' married. If 'e'd gotten a wife, the place would a' been awsome different. Not but wot 'e ain't a bit cranky over 'is, flowers 'isself. But I'd rather 'ave 'im fussin' round than a petticut arter me.
Walden walked up and down, Ms hands loosely clasped behind his back, lost in thought. "We won't give it up altogether, Bainton," he said; "We'll try and find some other way " "There's goin' to be another way," declared Bainton, significantly; "There's trouble brewin' in the village, an' m'appen when Oliver Leach gets up to the woods to-morrow mornin' he'll find a few ready to meet 'im!"
As he got near the street in which he knew she lived, he looked down at his clothes, his hands, and shoes. 'I should m'appen ha' cleaned mysel', first? It certainly would have been desirable, but Margaret assured him he should be allowed to go into the yard, and have soap and towel provided; she could not let him slip out of her hands just then.
That's 'ow 'tis, Mr. Bennett!" and Bainton looked into the lining of his cap as was his wont before he put it on his head "I believe all you say right enough, an' it don't put me out nohow I've seen too much o' natur to be shook off my 'old on the Almighty for there's no worm wot ain't sure of a rose or some kind o' flower an' fruit somewhere, though m'appen the poor blind thing don't know where to find it.
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