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"Losh, Uncle, I'd no idea you was there," said the tin-smith, wheeling round. "And how's your lad looking?" "Tolerable tolerable. 'A's got a black suit, my sonnies, and a white tie, and a soft hat that looks large on the head, but can be folded and stowed in your tail pocket." Complacency shone over the speaker's shrivelled cheeks, and beamed from his horn-spectacles.
The tin-smith shifted his footing uneasily as if he had something to add. "I hope you won't think it onneighbourly or disrespectful that I didn' come agen this evenin'," he begun, after a pause. "Not at all, Jem, not at all." "Because, you see " "Yes, yes, I quite see." "I wouldn' have ye think but there, I'm powerful glad you see." His face cleared. "Good evenin' to ye, Uncle!"
"That's to show 'en the big plait," commented one of the group behind. "He can't turn his head t'wards her, but it stares 'en in the face." "An' her features look best from the left side, as everybody knows." "I reckon, if he's chosen minister, that Lizzie'll have 'en," said a tall, lanky girl. She was apprenticed to a dressmaker and engaged to a young tin-smith.
Uncle Penberthy, listening to his son, felt an oppression of his own chest and drew his breath uneasily. The tin-smith came round the corner and halted by the door. "That son o' yours is a boundless man," he observed with an upward nod. "How did he strike ye this morning?" "I don't remember to have been so powerfully moved in my life.
The tin-smith was sharpening his pocket-knife on the parapet of the bridge, and, without troubling to lift his eyes, threw just enough interrogation into the remark to show that he meant it to lead to conversation. Every one of the dozen men around him held a knife, so that a stranger, crossing the bridge, might have suspected a popular rising in the village.
Although she hated very much to employ a strange man, still if he put off much longer fixing that spout, she was going to send for the new tin-smith at the Junction. Finally, Arethusa felt that she could not stand all this irrelevancy another second; her impatient longing had to be expressed. "Please, Aunt 'Liza, what did Father say?" Miss Eliza dropped her glasses to the end of her nose.
If the person to whom it is addressed knows how to seize the instant, he may be sure of success, but if not, the opportunity will never be offered him again. I required some kind of heat in my room, and could not bear a charcoal brazier, so I incited an ingenious tin-smith to make me a stove with a pipe going out of the window. However, he was so proud of his success that he made me pay dearly.
If the person to whom it is addressed knows how to seize the instant, he may be sure of success, but if not, the opportunity will never be offered him again. I required some kind of heat in my room, and could not bear a charcoal brazier, so I incited an ingenious tin-smith to make me a stove with a pipe going out of the window. However, he was so proud of his success that he made me pay dearly.
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