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At this moment he stirred, or unintentionally made some sound: she started up afresh, and called out, 'Oh, who's theere? Do, for God's sake, tell me who yo' are! 'It's me, said Philip, coming forwards, striving to keep down the miserable complication of love and jealousy, and remorse and anger, that made his heart beat so wildly, and almost took him out of himself.

He stood red and half smiling, with his cake in one hand, his wine in the other, and then began, 'Long may ye live, Happy may ye he, And blest with a num'rous Pro-ge-ny. 'Theere, that's po'try for yo' as I larnt i' my youth. But there's a deal to be said as cannot be put int' po'try, an' yet a cannot say it, somehow. It 'd tax a parson t' say a' as a've getten i' my mind.

'He said this world had been too strong for him, and men too hard upon him; he could niver do any good here, and he thought he should, maybe, find folks i' t' next place more merciful. 'He'll meet feyther theere, said Sylvia, still hard and bitter.

He had set up the above-mentioned cry from observing a large rat running along the side of the wall. "Theere hoo goes," whooped Jem, "t'owd witch, i' th' shape ov a rotten! loo-loo-loo!" Half the crowd started in pursuit of the animal, and twenty sticks were thrown at it, but a stone cast by Jem stayed its progress, and it was instantly despatched.

'And I'm off to London i' t' morning, added he, a little wistfully, almost as if beseeching her to show or express some sorrow at a journey, the very destination of which showed that he would be absent for some time. 'To Lunnon! said she, with some surprise. 'Yo're niver thinking o' going to live theere, for sure!

I met him i' t' road at first; and I couldn't tell him theere. He followed me into t' house Philip's house, sir, behind t' shop and somehow I told him all, how I were a wedded wife to another. Then he up and said I'd a false heart me false, sir, as had eaten my daily bread in bitterness, and had wept t' nights through, all for sorrow and mourning for his death!

Mother is a pris'ner theere, too. An ey should ha kept em company, if Tib hadna brought me off. Now, listen to me, Alizon, fo' this is my bus'ness wi' yo. Yo mun get mother an Jem out to-neet eigh, to-neet. Yo con do it, if yo win. An onless yo do boh ey winna threaten till ey get yer answer." "How am I to set them free?" asked Alizon, greatly alarmed.

"Can you show me the road to St. Just?" inquired our adventurer. "St. Just, sur?" said the woman, stepping out in front of the door, "why, you're on the way to St. Buryan, sure. Ef you do keep on the right of the hill over theere, you'll see the St. Just road."

But o' Thursday t' Resolution, first whaler back this season, came in port, and t' press-gang showed their teeth, and carried off four as good able-bodied seamen as iver I made trousers for; and t' place were all up like a nest o' wasps, when yo've set your foot in t' midst. They were so mad, they were ready for t' fight t' very pavin' stones. 'A wish a'd been theere! A just wish a had!

I did, my Charley, my own love! And I thought thou was dead for iver, and I wished I were lying beside thee. Oh, Charley! Philip, theere, where he stands, could tell yo' this was true. Philip, wasn't it so? 'Would God I were dead! moaned forth the unhappy, guilty man.

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