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'Why, look ye; this very baccy had a run for 't. It came ashore sewed up neatly enough i' a woman's stays, as was wife to a fishing-smack down at t' bay yonder. She were a lean thing as iver you saw, when she went for t' see her husband aboard t' vessel; but she coom back lustier by a deal, an' wi' many a thing on her, here and theere, beside baccy.

'Why it's bare five now! bless t' lad, does he think o' staying theere a' neet, and they up so late last night, and Mrs. Robson ailing beside? Mother 'll not think it kind on yo' either, will she, Bess? 'I dunno. Charley mun do as he likes; I daresay no one'll miss him if he does bide away till eight. 'Well, well!

'On January the third, at St Mary Redcliffe, Bristol, Charles Kinraid, Esq., lieutenant Royal Navy, to Miss Clarinda Jackson, with a fortune of 10,000l. 'Theere! said she, triumphantly, 'it's something as Brunton says, to be cousin to that. 'Would yo' let me see it? said Sylvia, timidly. Mrs.

'A'll go an' have a pint o' beer at t' King's Arms, down on t' quay-side; it were theere he put up at. An' a'm pretty sure as he only stopped one night, and left i' t' morning betimes. But a'll go see. 'Do, said Sylvia, 'and go out through t' shop; they're all watching and watching me to see how I take things; and daren't let on about t' fire as is burning up my heart.

'Come, Measter Hepburn, here's Nancy Pratt wi'out ev'n a soul to speak t' her, an' yo' mopin' theere. She says she knows yo' by sight fra' having dealt at Foster's these six year. See if yo' can't find summut t' say t' each other, for I mun go pour out tea.

Hale looked at her dismayed. At last Higgins found words: 'Man! I could fell yo' to the ground for tempting me. Whatten business have yo' to try me wi' your doubts? Think o' her lying theere, after the life hoo's led and think then how yo'd deny me the one sole comfort left that there is a God, and that He set her her life.

'Why, Kester: why didst niver come to speak to us? said Sylvia, finding it necessary to be cheerful if she could. 'A dun know; niver ax me. Sylvia was silent. He looked at her now, chuckling still. Her face was white, her lips tightened, her eyes a-flame. She drew a long breath. 'I wish I'd been theere!

A hundred yards off, and there was a small public-house, with a broad ruddy oblong of firelight shining across the tract. 'Theere! said the old man. 'Thee cannot well miss that. A dunno tho', thee bees sich a gawby. So he went on, and delivered Philip safely up to the landlord.

There was a traveller as come to our shop as had been at York, and knew some of her cousins theere that were in t' grocery line her mother was a York lady and they said she was just a picture of a woman, and iver so many gentlemen had been wantin' to marry her, but she just waited for Charley Kinraid, yo' see! 'Well, I hope they'll be happy; I'm sure I do! said Sylvia. 'That's just luck.

But for all that her flag was drooping i' t' rain, half mast high, for mourning and sorrow, an' they'd a dead man aboard a dead man as was living and strong last sunrise. An' there was another as lay between life an' death, and there was seven more as should ha' been theere as wasn't, but was carried off by t' gang.