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Arena ter for gi'ein' me one for my bit of a lad an' wench? 'I ham, Walter, my lad, 'e says; 'ta'e which on 'em ter's a mind. An' so I took one, an' thanked 'im. I didn't like ter shake it afore 'is eyes, but 'e says, 'Tha'd better ma'e sure it's a good un, Walt. An' so, yer see, I knowed it was. He's a nice chap, is Bill Hodgkisson, e's a nice chap!"
''E's got th' monkey on 'is back ower this letter job, said the father secretly to me. 'Mother, 'er knows nowt about it. Lot o' tom-foolery, isn't it? Ay! What's good o' makkin' a peck o' trouble over what's far enough off, an' ned niver come no nigher. No not a smite o' use. That's what I tell 'er. 'Er should ta'e no notice on't. Ty, what can y' expect.
But tha mun let me ta'e thee down some time, an' tha can see for thysen." She looked at him, startled. This was a new tract of life suddenly opened before her. She realised the life of the miners, hundreds of them toiling below earth and coming up at evening. He seemed to her noble. He risked his life daily, and with gaiety. She looked at him, with a touch of appeal in her pure humility.
Yis, I know the place, to be sure I do He turned unsteadily on his feet, and pointed up the dark, nighdeserted road. 'You go up theer an' you ta'e th' first yi, th' first turnin' on your left o' that side past Withamses tuffy shop 'I know, said Gerald. 'Ay!
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