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"Well, Snac," said Reuben, "it will be all the bet-ter for you in the end, and I hope it may mend sooner. But if the fact of my meaning to get married has done so much good as you say it has, I'm very glad to know it, and I'll take it as a happy sign." It seemed an augury of happiness as he walked alone about the fields, and dwelt upon it.
"Well," said Snac, "I shouldn't ha' come for any-thin' but business. But I've got a chance o' doin' a bit o' trade with him. He's had his mind set on Bunch's pony this two 'ear, an' Bunch an' him bein' at daggers drawn theer was niver a chance to buy it. But me an' him bein' split, old Bunch sells me the pony, and I called thinkin' he might like to have it."
'All right, says he; 'gi'e me the shillin' now, an' we'll drop in at the "Goat" and split a quart together. 'All right, says the old bull-dog; 'it's th' on'y chance I shall ever light upon of mekin' a profit out o' thee. He lugs out a leather bag, finds a shilling, bites it to make sure of its value, hands it to the young bull-dog, and at the 'Goat' they actually pull up together, and young Snac spends the money then and there.
He laughed with great glee, and flicked one tightly clad leg with the whip he carried. "Wait a bit, Snac," his mother besought him. "Let it blow over a bit afore approachin' him." "Wait for the Beacon Hill to blow over!" said Snac, in answer. "I've no more expectations as the one 'll blow over than th' other. He'll do what he says he'll do. That's the pattern he's made in.
Well, eef the party underground was my frien', and I knew his fam'ly, and was sure the money was belong to him I'd do differend perhaps. Mais, it is going going gone! You won' go snac'?" The old man smiled and looked steadily away. "Blas' me to h l! but you aire the firs' man ever I strike that jib at the sight of col' coin. She don' frighten me!" Bonny always swore when he felt embarrassed.
Snac took his way with a flourish, and his mother looked after the tight-clad legs, the broad shoulders, the tall collar, and the rakish hat with mournful admiration. "Do you think," asked the little old maid, coughing behind her hand, and looking out of window as she spoke, as if the theme had but little interest for her, "that Mr. Ezra Gold is really unwell?" "Yes, my dear," said Mrs.
"Might ha' done it!" cried Snac, with a voice of honest scorn. "Ah! and would ha' done it if he'd been half a man, let alone a peer of the realm. For that's what he is, Joseph a peer of the realm." "So he is," said the poor Joseph, who was rapidly sliding into the trap which was set for him. "You would have expected a peer of the realm to do it thorough, wouldn't you?"
"Can't a chap call on his feyther 'ithout the Midland counties turnin' out to look at him?" Snac asked, smilingly. "Yis," returned the ancient, who was conveniently deaf on a sudden. "Theer's been no such fine ripenin' weather for the wheat sence I wur a lad." Snac gave the riding-whip he carried a burlesque threatening flourish, and the old boy grinned humorously.
Her'd ha' gone in fear of her life if her'd ha' guessed he knowed it. And now my income's cut down to half, and all because of this here weddin' o' thine." "I don't see how," said Reuben. "Why thus," said Snac, with a somewhat rueful grin.
The p'ints of a hoss and a dog is a thing as every child thinks he knows about, but bless your heart theer's nothing i' the world as is half so difficult t' understand, unless it is the ladies." There was such an air of compliment about the saving clause that Rachel involuntarily inclined her head to it. "You'll tell the governor as I was here, mother," Snac concluded, stooping down to kiss her.
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