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This was thrown into the basket, to flap furiously and nearly leap out, renewing its efforts as another of its kind was thrown in to keep it company. "Is there a very big one, Dave?" cried Dick. "Nay; nought very big," was the reply. "Draw her up, my lads. That's reight."
"Enclosure was made by order o' t' commissioners." "Aye, I know all about t' commissioners farmers hand i' glove wi' t' lawyers frae t' towns, and, aboon all, a government that's i' t' landlords' pockets. What I say is that t' common land belongs iverybody, an' sike-like as thee have gotten no reight to fence it in." "Happen we're doin' it for t' good o' t' country," argued Timothy.
But he promptly replied, "Yis, but owd Edwards were a soight too cliver; he were that mean he slew nobbutt a wankling cauf as were bound to deny anny road; if he had nobbutt tekken his best cauf it wud hev worked reight enuff; 'tain't in reason that owd skrat 'ud be hanselled wi' wankling draffle."
They pushed off, and before they were fifty yards from the shore the boat seemed to enter a bank of mist, so thick that the wheelwright, as he poled, was almost invisible from where Mr Marston and Dick were seated. "I say, Hicky, turn back and let's go along the edge of the fog," cried Dick. "Nay, it's driftin' ower us," replied the wheelwright. "Best keep on and go reight through."
"Well, as I were sayin'," he continued, "t' devil kept tellin' her that shoo mun be reight thrang, an' not waste time clashin' with her neighbours; an' when he thowt he'd said enough he crawled down off t' bed an out o' house and away back to wheer he com frae. "Next mornin' Throp's wife wakkened up at t' usual time an' crept out o' bed.
The girl got John Binder by the arm, and said hoarsely, "Fetch him off! He's a reight good 'un over good to be drownded, if if it's of no use." And she sat down on the bank, and pulled her mill-shawl over her head, and cried as I had never seen any one cry before. I was so busy watching her that I did not see that Mr. Wood had got back to the bank.
"Ay, lad, I carried it out mysen, just as Mr Marston come oop wi' a lot of his lads, and Farmer Tallington come from t'other way; and we saved all we could, and got out the beasts and horses, but t'owd plaace is bont out." "And where is mother?" "All reight along o' my missus, bless her; and when we see we could do no more, squire began about who done it." "Yes: go on."
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