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"We're gan to try," said one. "I reckon we'll not can hoad her up if beck rises much." "She'll rise three or four feet," said Kit. "Is nobody else coming?" "Neabody we ken aboot. Mr. Osborn sent to Allerby first thing, but miller wadn't let him have a man." Kit thought hard. Bell had given up the mill and his successor had a dispute with Hayes.
The mist made a puzzling background and her eyes were getting dazzled; but there was something. Then she heard a chair jar on the flags and glanced at Railton, who leaned forward. "Weel?" he said. "Canna you speak? Is neabody coming yet?" Lucy threw another glance up the dale and her heart beat. An indistinct row of small dark objects moved along the path, with two tall figures behind.
"That's too much to expect; it's your business to help yourselves. Mr. Osborn takes the highest rent that's offered, and you missed your chance when you let Bell get Allerby mill." "Neabody else had t' money," another grumbled. "Two or three of us could have clubbed together and made a profit after selling feeding stuff at a moderate price."
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