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In the silence they could hear each other's hearts. "Say, Maaster Sir!" whispered Blob. "Be you fear'd?" "Ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies," replied Kit. "Be you?" "Oi dun knaw," replied the cautious lad. "Moi insoide seems koind o swimmy loike." "Then stand by to lend a hand with this table when I give the word," was all Kit's answer. He was watching with all his eyes.
This the young man did: and then the brown-faced, wiry and surly little person, having started his horse, proceeded to tell his story in a series of grumbling and disconnected sentences. He was not nearly so taciturn as he looked: "The maäster he went sün to bed to-night: 'twere Miss Juliott sent me to the station, without tellin' en.
Then began the poor Limousin to cry, Haw, gwid maaster! haw, Laord, my halp, and St. Marshaw! haw, I'm worried. Haw, my thropple, the bean of my cragg is bruck! Haw, for gauad's seck lawt my lean, mawster; waw, waw, waw.
Blob, leaning out of the dormer, chewing an apple, watched him with spiteful amusement. "Say, Maaster Sir," he cried, as he spat and slobbered, "reck'n they'll catch you." "Shall I unbolt the door, sir?" shouted Piper. "You do, by God!" roared the wrathful Parson. "They're on our heels, fool!" "How'll you manage then, sir?" "Leave that to me, and stick to your shooting!"
You go down and get the young maaster a mug o' zyder, and don't you say no more." Then he slowly closed one pig-like eye and aimed it in my direction. That was his idea of winking. Patting me on the knee, he added, "The women be always like that bain't they? always trying to think they know better. It was just like King Arthur and the cakes, weren't it?"
"I'm vary sorry to laave, maaster, but I knaw I am gettin' owd and used up." "And what will you do for a livelihood, Abe? I'm afraid you would not be likely to get employment anywhere else at your age, what will you do?"
On seeing him all begrimed with coal-dust, the gentleman said, "I'm sorry to see thee like this, Abe; I have been troubled about thee for some time." "Have you, haa's that, maaster?" "Why, I hardly know, but I have felt for many a day that I ought to come and offer thee work in my place, and now I've come, and if thou wants to leave here, I will find thee something to do in my mill."
"But theer, us gaws down to the tomb to make way for the new born. I do say, an' swear tu, that the butivulest things in all wild nachur be a ship in full sail an' a wummon in the fam'ly way. Ban't nothin' to beat 'em. An' I'll say it here, 'pon this spot, though the rain's bitin' into my bones like teeth. So long to 'e, maaster, an' good cheeldin' to 'e, miss!"
Then he sprang to his feet, exclaiming, "I see! It's all come true, what ev'rybody said. Thee thinks thee an' thy folks is better'n me an' my folks, an' keeps all the time a-naggin' on me. I wish I'd merried Mary Allen! I won't stan' no more o' this talk. If I ain't to be maaster o' my own house I won't stay in't."
Blob stared, breathing like a beast. "Don't you ave two arms on you?" he asked at last curiously. "I get along very well with one, thank you." "Mus. Poiper, he've got no legs only ends loike," pursued Blob. The Parson hailed him. "Hi! are you coming ashore with us, or will you stay with this gentleman to fight the French?" The boy wagged his head cunningly. "Oi'll goo with Maaster Sir.
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