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'Everything, snapped Reddin, and calling Vessons, he went off to the beer-tent to wait till the dancing began. 'These are for your room, Hazel, Edward was saying, 'because the time of the singing of birds is come. He was thinking that God was indeed leading him forth by the waters of comfort. Hazel said nothing. She was wondering what excuse she could make for staying.
'Mind as you're very careful of all my things, said Vessons wistfully. 'I hanna slep away from this room for nigh twenty year. That bird's ne'er slep without me. He'll miss me. He unna sing for anybody else. He always asserted this, and the bird always belied it by singing to Reddin and any chance visitor. But Vessons continued to believe it.
She was crying not only because Vessons had come off victorious, but because her position was now defined, and was not what she would have liked, but also because Reddin's manner to her jarred after last night.
She would not speak to him for the rest of the day. He was so bored in the evening that he went out and demanded a boxful of bees from Vessons. 'The missus wants 'em, he said sheepishly. Vessons was prepared to be pleasant in small matters. He fetched some from the hive. ''Ere you are, he said patronizingly; 'but you munna be always coming to me after 'em.
At last, late certainly, but no matter, at last the invitation had come, not from her aunt, but from a stranger. That made it more exciting. 'I'm much obleeged, he said. 'Where at? 'D'you know Undern? 'I've heard tell on it. 'Well, it's two miles from here. Like to come? 'Ah! Will your mother be angry? 'I haven't one. 'Father? 'No. 'Who be there, then? 'Only Vessons and me.
Afterwards Reddin had some whisky, and Vessons drank his health. Then Reddin picked out 'It's a Fine Hunting Day' on the old piano, and sang it in a rough tenor. Vessons joined in from the kitchen in a voice quite free from any music, and the roaring chorus echoed through the house. 'Eh, stop! I canna abide it! cried Hazel; but they did not hear.
But now he seemed to have forgotten seemed once more to be of the swift and strong ones that rode down small creatures. She sobbed afresh. 'Look here, Hazel, said he, in a tone that he intended to be kind but firm 'look here: I'm not angry with you, only you must leave Vessons alone, you know. 'You want that old fellow more than you want me! 'Don't be silly! He has his uses; you have yours.
He made stacks of cheeses, and took them to fairs and shows without the slightest encouragement from his master, who, when Vessons returned, red with conflict, and said, planking down the money with intense pride ''Ere it is! I 'ad to labour for thre'pences, though, would merely nod uninterestedly. But still the Undern cheeses went to shows labelled 'John Reddin, Esquire, per A. Vessons.
The shadows of swallows came and went on the white western wall, and smoke stood up blue and straight from Vessons' kitchen fire. She watched the cows go down the green lane, and the shadows go over the meadows in triumphal state. When all was shadow, and the sky was as suddenly vacant of swallows as at dawn it had been full of them, she went stealthily towards the house.
'I wunna. 'You must. If you don't, I'll tell the parson you stopped the night at Undern. Surely you know that he wouldn't marry you then? He was bluffing. He knew Vessons would tell Marston the truth if he spoke. But it served his turn. 'You wouldna! she pleaded. He laughed. 'A'right, then, she said, 'if you wunna tell 'un. 'Will he stay for the dancing? 'No. I mun go along of him.
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