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I tuke some bread an' drippin' long with me. Wheer's Tom to?" "Gone to schule this half-hour. 'Tis nine o'clock an' past. Wheer you bin, I sez? 'Tain't much in your way to rise afore me of a marnin'." "Out through Mouzle to Gorse P'int to see Joe's ship pass by; an' I seen en butivul." "Thank the Lard he's gone. Now, I s'pose, theer'll be a bit peace in the house, an' you'll bide home an' work.
You keep a bold faace, an' doan't let 'em see as their sniggerin's aught more to 'e than dog-barking." "Us'll be theer in a minute," added Mr. Chirgwin, "an' I'll drive back agin by Mouzle; then you'll 'scape they she-cats. I never thot as you'd a got to stand that dressin' down in a plaace what's knawed you an' yours these many years."
They've been driv' back 'fore us counted 'pon seein' 'em by the promise of storm. Get you gone, for the love o' the Lard; an' go Mouzle way, else you'll run on top o' Michael for sure." "Ban't no odds if us do. Joan had a mind to see en," answered the farmer; but Joan spoke for herself. She explained that she now wished to depart without seeing her father if possible.
"So you walked out from Mouzle to see the last of Joe's ship?" he asked, quite seriously and with no light note in his voice. "From Newlyn. I ed'n a Mouzle maid," she answered. "Is the 'Anna' coming home again soon?" "No, sir. Her's bound for the Gulf of Californy, round t'other side the world, Joe sez. He reckons to be back agin' come winter." "That's a long time." "Iss, 'tis."
He spoke to his niece, who was in the room behind him; and as he did so a circumstance of very unusual nature happened. Two persons reached the front door of the farm simultaneously, and a maid, answering the double knock, returned a moment later with two communications, both for Mary Chirgwin. "Postman, he brot this here, miss, an' a bwoy from Mouzle brot t'other."
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