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I seed 'em as I went up th' walk, an' I thowt again of what she'd said bout th' little lad. "She wasna outside, an' I couldna see a leet about th' house, but I heerd voices, so I walked straight in into th' entry an' into th' kitchen, an' theer she wur, Mester my poor wench, crouchin' down by th' table, hidin' her face i' her hands, an' close beside her wur a mon a mon i' red sojer clothes.
"I wouldn't 'a' minded so much," he said, standing by the table with a dipper in one hand, a bucket in the other, and a smile on his face. "I wouldn't 'a' minded so much only they'll think me a flash man in Bourke with that theer darg trimmed up like that!"
Mallathorpe could tell if she did see owt, or if she knew owt, or heer'd owt! She mun ha' been close by or else they wo'dn't ha' found her lyin' theer aside o' t' corpse. What did she see? What did she hear? Does she know owt? I tell ye 'at theer's questions 'at wants answerin' and theer's trouble ahead for somebody if they aren't answered now then!"
You caan't teach me, Billy, not bein' a parent; though I allow what you say is true enough." "An' set un to work early; get un into ways o' work so soon as he's able to wear corduroys. An' doan't never let un be cruel to beastes; an' doan't let un " "Theer, theer!" cried Mr. Lyddon. "Have done with 'e! You speak as fules both, settin' out rules o' life for an hour-old babe.
"Aye, to be sure, sir!" nodded Mr. Shrig. "Wiciousness has been a-ridin' in that theer chaise an' Windictiveness a-gallopin' arter on your 'oss. P'raps you can likewise tell me who't was as rode your 'oss?" "No," I answered, "unless good heaven, can it be Anthony my friend Mr. Vere-Manville?" "Name sounds familiar!" said Mr.
"W'y, sir, b'lieve me or not if yer likes, but there wasn't a mornin' barring Sundays in course as yer wouldn't hear that theer blessed gun a-firin' for a court-martial, sir, j'est the same as ye heerd j'est now, sir, yezsir!
"Now, one evenin', Peter," continued Old Amos, "one evenin' you leaned over the fence o' that theer pigsty an' stood a-lookin' at they pigs for, p'r'aps, ten minutes." "Did I?" "Ay, that ye did James Dutton see ye, an' 'is wife, she see ye tu, and I see ye." "Then," said I, "probably I did. Well?"
Many gude qualities have they got, chiefly along o' living so much in the awpen air." "An' gude appetites for the same cause! Go after Tim, wan of 'e. He've trotted down the road half a mile, an' be runnin' arter that blue concern as if't was a circus. Theer! Blamed if that damned gal in the thing ban't stoppin' to let un catch up! Now he'm feared, an' have turned tail an' be coming back.
"'T will enable me to foreclose all the quicker." "When theer 's courts ter foreclose," replied Hennion, grinning suggestively. With this parting shot, he left the house and rode away. On the same day this interview occurred, another took place in the Craigie House in Cambridge, then occupied as the headquarters of General Washington.
It appeared that Burt's bludgeon was not such a bloodless weapon after all. "There's water, sir, in that bucket. Maybe you would like a bit o' plaster to bind up the cut?" "It's not bad enough for that," said the merchant hastily. "I'll leave you here," the fisherman remarked. "There's much to be done down theer. You'll have poor feedin' I'm afraid; biscuits and water and bully beef."
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