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An' then t' Colonel, as was noa sort of a hand wi' a dog, tees him oop. A real clipper of a dog, an' it's noa wonder yon laady, Mrs. DeSussa, should tek a fancy tiv him. Theer's one o' t' Ten Commandments says yo maun't cuvvet your neebor's ox nor his jackass, but it doesn't say nowt about his tarrier dogs, an' happen thot's t' reason why Mrs.

"Why, ye see, Gaffer," said Job at last, "theer's been a lot o' talk o' this 'ere ghost, an' some 'as even said as they 'eerd it, but, come to think on it, nobody's never laid eyes on it but you, so " "There you are wrong, my fellow," said I, stepping into the room. "I also have seen it." "You?" exclaimed Job, while half-a-dozen pairs of eyes stared at me in slow wonderment. "Certainly I have."

He've shook hands wi' Death for sartain while you was away." "An' mother, an' wife, an' Miller?" "Your mother be well a steadfast woman her be. Joy doan't lift her up, an' sorrow doan't crush her. Theer's gert wisdom in her way of life. 'T is my awn, for that matter. Then Miller well, he 'm grawin' auld an' doan't rate me quite so high as formerly not that I judge anybody but myself.

Why, theer'll be him and old Jack, and they'll have no end of a game aboard when theer's a calm. There, the skipper's gone to old Greg, and you aren't said a word." "But I will," said Mark. "Who is Jack?" "Who is Jack! Why, I thought every one knowed who Jack is. Our big monkey. He's tucked up somewhere 'cause it's cold. You wait till the sun's out."

"Theer's noa house to be had nearer than Pengarth yo' know that yoursen an' how are we to be waakin' fower mile to our work i' t' mornin', an' fower mile back i' t' evening? Why, we havena got t' strength! It isna exactly a health resort yo' ken Mainstairs!"

He would have given all he had to be away when this was done, but he had to stand his ground, and he waited a long time while a hand drew back the shrieking bolts and clattering chain within. Then the key turned in the lock. The door opened and his uncle stood before him. "Beest early this morning," he said, with a smile. "Theer's something special brings thee here so 'soon?"

As he turned over a bridge, and then into his own gate on the further side, he passed an old labourer who was scraping the mud from the road. "Have you seen any carriage go by just lately, Reuben?" "Noa " said the man. "Theer's been none this last hour an more nobbut carts, an t' Whinthrupp bus." Helbeck's pace slackened.

'Wal, I'm not a mill-hand, onyways, he said, shortly, 'an I doan't mean to be. 'Noa, yo're too lazy, said Louie shrilly, from the top of the gate. 'Theer's heaps o' boys no bigger nor yo, arns their ten shillins a week. 'They're welcome, said David laconically, throwing another stone at the water to keep his hand in.

'Howd yor noise! said David, peremptorily. 'If yo wanted to keep out o' their way, yo could do't fasst enough. 'How! they inquired, with equal curtness. 'Yo needn't meet in th' town at aw. Theer's plenty o' places up on t' moor, and he waved his hand towards the hills behind him, lying clear in the autumn moonlight. Theer's th' owd smithy who'd find yo there?

But they had hardly crossed the Red Brook to mount the peak beyond when Reuben drew up. 'Noa' he said restlessly 'noa. I mun goo back. T' gell's flighty and theer's aw maks o' mischief i' yoong things. He stood and held his nephew by the hand, looking at him long and wistfully. As he did so a calmer expression stole for an instant into the poor troubled eyes.

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