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'Here's a felly as a fund on t' fell side, just as one as if he were drunk; but he's sober enough, a reckon, only summat's wrong i' his head, a'm thinkin'. 'No! said Philip, sitting down on the first chair he came to. 'I'm right enough; just fairly wearied out: lost my way, and he fainted. There was a recruiting sergeant of marines sitting in the house-place, drinking.
"Ah!" came the windy chorus. "Him and old Toadie!" "Anyways there it be!" continued Reuben. "At noon to-day the Curlew drifted up against Seaford jetty, yards hung with her own crew, like carcasses in a butcher's shop." "Brutes!" gasped the boy. "But what's the meaning of it all?" Reuben shrugged till his oil-skins crackled. "No sayin, sir. Summat's up; summat big.
"I want my father; he's got to go to London." "Thy feyther? Is he down? What's his name?" "Mr. Morel." "What, Walter? Is owt amiss?" "He's got to go to London." The man went to the telephone and rang up the bottom office. "Walter Morel's wanted, number 42, Hard. Summat's amiss; there's his lad here." Then he turned round to Paul. "He'll be up in a few minutes," he said.
"Ye wad mak a swine laugh, ye wad," she said. Then, coming closer to where her son now stood with a "lash" comb in his hand before a scratched and faded mirror, she said under her breath, "There'll be no rest for him till summat's done, none; tak my word for that. But yance they hang some riff-raff for him it will soon be forgotten. Then all will be as dead as hissel', back and end.
"We'n better goo round about, Measter," said the driver, to the passenger at his side. "Summat's afoot down yander." "You're a wise man, to be sure. Something's afoot, as you truly say. And, being troubled from my youth up with an inquiring nose, I'll e'en step forward and smell out the occasion. Do you bide here, my Jehu, till I come back." "Why, I will, then, Measter, but my name binna Jehu.
"Never will he know, never will he know," she saith; and then, "Oh, God!" she saith, a-lifting her hands again to her breast. "Summat's broke here," she saith, full meek, like a body that's looked a many time on pain "summat's broke, summat's broke," o'er and o'er again, as though she would use herself to th' sound, as 'twere. Then all at once did a deep cry break from her.
'Here's a felly as a fund on t' fell side, just as one as if he were drunk; but he's sober enough, a reckon, only summat's wrong i' his head, a'm thinkin'. 'No! said Philip, sitting down on the first chair he came to. 'I'm right enough; just fairly wearied out: lost my way, and he fainted. There was a recruiting sergeant of marines sitting in the house-place, drinking.
Whatten ails him?" asked Libbie. "Summat's amiss wi' his backbone, folks say; he's better and worse, like. He's a nice little chap enough, and his mother's not that bad either; only my mother and her had words, so now we don't speak." Libbie went on watching, and when she next spoke, to ask who and what his mother was, Anne Dixon was fast asleep.
So says I to myself, 'Old Rogers, summat's amiss wi' parson to-day. He never went by me like that afore. This won't do. You just go and see. So I went home and told master, and here I be, sir. And I hope you're noways offended with the liberty of me." "Did I really pass you on the bridge?" I said, unable to understand it. "That you did, sir.
He had not even yet outlived the awe of its majesty, but he had learned to love it and draw comfort from its beauty and strength. "Does tha' want thy dinner?" asked Bess. "No, thank yo'," he said; "I couldna eat." The dish-washing was deserted incontinently, and Bess came to the door, towel in hand, her expression at once softened and shaded with discontent. "Summat's hurt yo'," she said.
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