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It was at this moment that Basset, the captain of soldiers, who had in turn been amusing himself with George's glass, shouted: "Do 'e see that. Captain? Thicky galley that we passed in harbour last night, her be comin' out. Do 'e think she'm comin' to attack we?" "Maybe," answered George. "I can't tell. But whether she be or not, we must be ready for her. For she must not be allowed to escape.
"That there cow is drawin' to calf, and I'm jealous of her," announced John-James lugubriously; "she'm too fat, and I fear she'll get bruised, but though I turned her into the poorest field in the place she won't go no thinner. She'm never gone dry, and they belongs to be one month dry."
I hear she's returned after all." "Ess naughty twoad of a gal runned arter the gypsies! But she'm sobered now. Funny to think her mother, as seemed like a woman robbed of her right hand when Chris went, an' beginned to graw into the sere onusual quick for a widow, took new life as soon as her gal comed back. Just shaws what strength lies in a darter, as I tell 'e."
'Jack, said Hazel, 'she'm got the best right to be at Undern. Leave her stay! She'm a right nice 'ooman. Reddin gasped. Why would Hazel always do and say exactly the opposite to what he expected? 'But you're the last person he began. 'You're thinking she'd ought to be jealous of me, Jack Reddin, said Sally. 'But we'm neither of us jealous! I tell you straight! She's too good for you.
Let me go home and pray for you!" There was an awkward silence among the men, till some fellow said, "She'm gone mad after that doctor, I think, with his muck-hunting notions." And Grace went home, to await the hour of afternoon school. "What a face!" said Mellot. "Is it not? Come and see her in her school, when the children go in at two o'clock. Ah! there are Scoutbush and St. Père."
She'm very lovin'-'earted." Ashurst, who felt colour coming into his cheeks, held out his tobacco pouch. "Have a fill, Jim?" "Thank 'ee, sir. She'm one in an 'underd, I think." "I expect so," said Ashurst shortly, and folding up his pouch, walked on. "Lovin'-hearted!" Yes! And what was he doing? What were his intentions as they say towards this loving-hearted girl?
Presently she departed with her stepmother, whereupon Sally Trevennick relieved her pent-up feelings. "Thank the Lard that chitter-faaced wummon edn' gwaine to the weddin' any ways! Us knaws she's a dear good sawl 'nough; but what wi' her sour voice, an' her sour way o' talkin', an' her sour 'pinions, she'm enough to set a rat-trap's teeth on edge."
"I can teach the ciphering but not the needlework flowers, I fear," said the Parson, laughing; "my housekeeper will have to be called in over that. Well, you tell Vassie to be here by nine in the morning and she shall begin her education. Whether she sticks to it is her own affair." "She'll stick to it," prophesied John-James. "She'm terrible proud, is Vassie."
The old man stood perfectly still and his jaw went down while he breathed heavily; a world of amazement and piteous sorrow sat upon his face; his voice shook and whistled in the sound as he answered. "Joan! My poor Joan! My awn gal, this be black news black news. Thank God she'm not here to knaw your mother." "I've done no wrong, uncle; I ban't 'shamed of it.
"Missus got out of the bed and found someone had hung the dog, and her was took all of a sudden, and the doctor is overstairs weth her now," the girl informed him; and through all her commiseration the ghoulish delight of her kind in misfortune showed. "She'm mortal bad, they do say," she added. Ishmael stood still where he was.
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