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"I tell tha when t' farrier cam oop last night, he said she'd been managed first-rate! If yo and Daffady had yor way wi' yor fallals an yor nonsense, yo'd never leave a poor sick creetur alone for five minutes; I towd Daffady to let her be, an I'll let him knaa who's measter here!" He glared at the carter, quite regardless of Laura's presence.
Soomtimes I think he knows t' boys are dead an then soomtimes he frets 'at they doan't coom an see him. Fourteen year ago! An I goo on tellin him they'll coom soon. An last week, when I towd him it, I thowt to mysel it wor just th' naked truth! David leant over the gate, pulling at some withered hollyhocks beside it.
'Has th' missus towd thee ought abaat aar Milly? somewhat sullenly interrogated the father. 'Nothing of any moment, said Mr. Penrose. 'Of course she could not; we were never together out of your daughter's presence. 'Then aw'll tell thee. Milly's baan to-morn to th' infirmary to hev her leg tan off. The strong man shook in the convulsive grip of his grief.
Ye see, nobry had no feelin' for me here in village; they all towd me to resign mysel', an' that, an' it were wicked o' me to be ill-satisfied wi' th' A'mighty's will. But, ye see, I wouldn't seem able to give ower frettin' I raly couldn't.
"I don't want to look at vittles; I want to taste 'em." There was a pause, while Dave worked steadily away with his pole. "I shall be glad when the summer comes again," said Tom. "So shall I," cried Dick. "Theer, I towd you so," cried Dave. "I knowed you'd find it ower cowd. Let's go back." "Go on with you!" cried Dick; "who said it was cold?
"Yes, Mester Dick," cried Mrs Hickathrift; "and thank ye kindly, do stop." "Oh, but we must get back!" cried Dick, who shrank from partaking of the wheelwright's kindly hospitality. "Theer, I towd you so," cried Mrs Hickathrift to her husband, and speaking in an ill-used tone. "They're used to table-cloths, and squire's wife's got silver spoons."
"I hadna prayed for years," said Ezekiel Pollard, "till thou went to the Front, but every night sin' I have asked God to take care o' thee. I have asked nowt for myself," he added almost proudly. "I didn't deserve it; but I've asked God to take care o' thee." "So have I," said his mother. "I never towd anybody about it; I wur a bit ashamed, I reckon, but I have prayed twenty times a day."
'Nay, lass; luv' noan drives folk mad. It's sin as does that. As Mr. Penrose towd 'em at Rehoboth t'other Sunday, it were luv' as saved th' world, and not wrath; and they say they are baan to bring him up at th' deacons' meeting abaat it. But he's reet. It's luv' as saves.
An' if ever they broke their promise, they olez towd her th' truth, and owned to it at once. They like as iv they couldn't for shame tell her a lie.
There they were, gethered reawnd me in a minute, th' whole lot, I were fair hemmed in. But I geet atop ov a bit ov a knowe, an' towd 'em a fair tale, what I wanted, an' what I would have, an' I put it to 'em whether they didn't consider it reet. An' I believe they see'd th' thing in a reet leet, but they said nought about it, but went back to their wark, lookin' sulky.
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