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'That's t' secret of his journey t' Lunnon, said Bell, more gratified than she chose to show. 'Four inch long if they're theere at all! I heerd on it at t' Bay Horse first; but I thought yo'd niver be satisfied 'bout I seed it wi' my own eyes. They do say as Gregory Jones, t' plumber, got it done i' York, for that nought else would satisfy old Jeremiah.
'It's a queer kind o' story, said Kester, meditatively. 'A should ha' thought as Philip were more likely to ha' gi'en him a shove into t' thick on it, than t' help him out o' t' scrape. 'Nay! said Sylvia, suddenly looking straight at Kester; 'yo're out theere. Philip had a deal o' good in him.
Ay! yo' may stare, master, but theere a were, an' main an' slippery it were, only a sticks my harpoon intil her an' steadies mysel', an' looks abroad o'er t' vast o' waves, and gets sea-sick in a manner, an' puts up a prayer as she mayn't dive, and it were as good a prayer for wishin' it might come true as iver t' clargyman an' t' clerk too puts up i' Monkshaven church.
That's what she says, and upholds. 'And why should it not be? asked Hester, her cheek flushing. But Sylvia only shook her head, and said, 'I cannot tell. It may be so. But they'd little cause to be friends, and it seems all so strange Philip a soldier, and them meeting theere after all! Hester laid the story of Philip's bravery to her heart she fully believed in it.
That's what she says, and upholds. 'And why should it not be? asked Hester, her cheek flushing. But Sylvia only shook her head, and said, 'I cannot tell. It may be so. But they'd little cause to be friends, and it seems all so strange Philip a soldier, and them meeting theere after all! Hester laid the story of Philip's bravery to her heart she fully believed in it.
Feyther planted a bush just for mother, wheere it allays came up early, nigh t' old elder-tree; and if yo'd not mind, I could run theere while she sleeps, and be back again in an hour, and it's not seven now.
Perhaps if we had arrived in the neighbourhood in a brake or an omnibus, we might have succeeded in getting an answer to this question. As it was, we could get none. One intelligent party said, after profound cogitation, that it was "over theere," but as "over theere" presented nothing but a vista of fields some ploughed and all divided by high hedges this was scarcely satisfactory.
That's what I came for t' ask yo'. I know I mun not stay theere, and Philip gone away; and I dunnot know what to do: and I'll do aught, only I must keep her wi' me. Whativer can I do, sir? Jeremiah thought it over for a minute or two. Then he replied, 'I must have time to think. I must talk it over with brother John. 'But you've given me yo'r word, sir! exclaimed she.
'My lass, a'd fain have him alive, an' a dunnot fancy Philip for thy husband; but it's a serious judgment as thou's put me on, an' a'm trying it fair. There's allays one chance i' a thousand as he's alive, for no man iver saw him dead. But t' gang were noane about Monkshaven then: there were niver a tender on t' coast nearer than Shields, an' those theere were searched.
'A wish a'd been theere; a'd ha' felled him to t' ground, said Kester, clenching his stiff, hard hand with indignation. Sylvia was silent again: pale and weary she sate, her eyes still shut. Then she said, 'Yet he were so good to mother; and mother loved him so. Oh, Kester! lifting herself up, opening her great wistful eyes, 'it's well for folks as can die; they're spared a deal o' misery.
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