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'That born devil, Juddy Carrol, blazed forth. O'Flaherty, afterwards, 'pushed open the door; it served me right for not being in my bed-room, and the door locked though who'd a thought there was such a cruel eediot on airth bad luck to her as to show a leedy into a gentleman, with scarcely the half of his clothes on, and undhergoin' a soart iv an operation, I may say.
'Just cast your eye on aw them stockins waitin to be mended, said Hannah, angrily, turning back to the kitchen, and pointing to a chair piled with various garments. 'That's why she doon it, I spose. I'll be even wi her! It's a poor soart of a supper she'll get this neet, or he noather. An her stomach aw she cares for!
And he drew her nearer to him by her skirt, looking cautiously up and down the lane and across to the farm. 'If I get a good price for t' wool this year an theer's a new merchant coomin round, yan moor o' t' buyin soart nor owd Croker, soa they say, I'st save yo five shillin for a frock, chilt. Yo can goo an buy it, an I'st mak it straight wi yor aunt.
But unluckily he was blessed with an ilegant large family iv daughters, an' iv coorse his heart was allamost bruck, striving to make up fortunes for the whole of them. An' there wasn't a conthrivance iv any soart or description for makin' money out iv the farm, but he was up to.
Well, I'd ask ony pusson aloive if they'd put up wi this soart o' thing dressin up like a bad hizzy that waaks t' streets, wi three candles three, I tell yo, Reuben flarin away, and the curtains close to, an nothink but the Lord's mussy keepin 'em from catchin. An she peacockin an gallivantin away enough to mak a cat laugh!
'I doan't know, said the boy, 'what soart o' tales? 'Why, they'd use to say th' witch walked, on soom neets i' th' year Easter Eve, most pertickerlerly an foak wor feeart to goo onywhere near it on those neets. But doan't yo goo listenin to tales, Davy, said Reuben, with a paternal effusion most rare with him, and born of his recent proceedings; 'yo'll only freeten yorsel o' neets for nothin.
Ah, childer! that's t' last o' t' old stock for ye and Mr. St. John is like of different soart to them 'at's gone; for all your mother wor mich i' your way, and a'most as book-learned. She wor the pictur' o' ye, Mary: Diana is more like your father." Both were fair complexioned and slenderly made; both possessed faces full of distinction and intelligence.
Yo'll do nowt o' t' soart, doctor." "We shall see. To carry him half a mile to the farm, when you might carry him just across that bridge to the house, would be sheer murder. I won't see it done. And if you do it, you'll be indicted for manslaughter. Now then why doesn't that hurdle come along?"
'Yo mun ha' passed them in t' lane? said the farmer's wife wearily, when the flowers had been admired and put in water, and Nelly had been established in the farmer's own chair by the fire, while his wife insisted on getting an early cup of tea. 'Who were they, Mrs. Grayson? 'Well, they're nobbut a queer soart, Mrs. Sarratt and I'd be glad to see t' back on 'em.
Onct he axed me if I remembered what soart o' chin he had an' how he spoke." "It wur to set thee goin' an' please me," volunteered Tummas, grudgingly. "He did it same as he'd look at th' map to please me an' tell me tales about th' news-lads i' New York."
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