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"For all that, you needn't tell anybody it was given by ME," said Miss Desborough. "And you'll be sure to be ready to take the train this afternoon without delay." There was a certain peremptoriness in her voice very unlike Miss Amelyn's, yet apparently much more effective with the granddaughter. "Ay, miss. Then, if tha'll excoose mea, I'll go streight to 'oory oop sexten." She bustled away.

"I'll tell thee what tha'll do," said Dickon, with his happy grin. "Tha'll get fat an' tha'll get as hungry as a young fox an' tha'll learn how to talk to th' robin same as I do. Eh! we'll have a lot o' fun." He began to walk about, looking up in the trees and at the walls and bushes with a thoughtful expression.

Penrose, th' feight were nobbud th' start like. It were sometime afore th' job were settled. Yo' see, I were a shy sort o' a chap and back'ard like at comin' for'ard. Thaa'rt fond o' her, and hoo's fond o' thee. If hoo's too praad to ax thee to be her husband hoo's noan too praad to say 'Yea' if tha'll nobbud ax her to be thi wife."

"Why, yes, I reckon so," bashfully said the widow. "She's young and foolish, you know. You can't expect gals to be sensible and sober down like they will when they get holt of some wise person tha'll train 'em." "Well," sighed the wooer, "I guess I might as well stop comin'. 'Taint no use to be forever worritin' after anything.

She had never made a long speech in Yorkshire before and she had remembered very well. "Tha' mun talk a bit o' Yorkshire like that to Mester Colin," Dickon chuckled. "Tha'll make him laugh an' there's nowt as good for ill folk as laughin' is. Mother says she believes as half a hour's good laugh every mornin' 'ud cure a chap as was makin' ready for typhus fever."

And when they were once more settled as audience, the mistress who was by this time fanning herself tempestuously with the Whinthorpe paper launched her last word: "Daffady thoo's naa call to lay doon t' law, on sic matters at aw. Mappen tha'll recolleck t' Bible headstrong as tha art i' thy aan conceit.

He comed fra oor toon, and he tellt me hissen the neet afore: 'Jock, 'e said, 'tha'll write to me wife, woan't tha? And ah said, 'Doan't be a fule, Ben, tha'll be all right. 'Noa, Jock, he tellt me, 'ah knaw'd afore ah left heeam ah should be killt. Ah saw a mouldiwarp dead afore oor door; me wife fair dithered when she saw't." The chaplain and myself looked puzzled.

The robin was evidently in a fascinating, bold mood. He hopped closer and closer and looked at Ben Weatherstaff more and more engagingly. He flew on to the nearest currant bush and tilted his head and sang a little song right at him. "Tha' thinks tha'll get over me by doin' that," said Ben, wrinkling his face up in such a way that Mary felt sure he was trying not to look pleased.

Some things I can repent of, but some I can't. I'm expecting a letter to-day tha'll almost certainly be a favorable answer to an extensive proposition I've made for opening up my whole tract of land. Now, I've just been told by one of my squatters that if I bring settlers up there he'll kill 'em; and I know and you know he speaks for all of them.

With a bound or two Matt cleared the stairway and stood by the side of Miriam. There she lay, poor girl! limp and exhausted, wrapped in her old gown like a mummy, her long, wet hair, which was scattered in tresses on the pillow, throwing, in its dark frame, her face into still greater pallor. 'Thaa munnot speak, Miriam, said the nurse in a low tone. 'If thaa moves tha'll dee.

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