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'Such a chap as me is not like to see the measter. Th' o'erlooker bid me go and be d d. 'I wish you had seen Mr. Thornton, said Mr. Hale. 'He might not have given you work, but he would not have used such language. 'As to th' language, I'm welly used to it; it dunnot matter to me. I'm not nesh mysel' when I'm put out.
"It are welly pretty," Bruno more soberly remarked: and he began spelling out some words inscribed on it. "All will love Sylvie," he made them out at last. "And so they doos!" he cried, clasping his arms round her neck. "Everybody loves Sylvie!" "But we love her best, don't we, Bruno?" said the old King, as he took possession of the Locket. "Now, Sylvie, look at this."
Well, old Capilet that was Juliet's feyther he finds a husband for Juliet, a nice chap enough, a count, like Lord Barfield, on'y younger an' likelier. An' Juliet, she gets welly mad, because she wants to marry Romeo. And then, to mek matters wuss, Romeo meets one o' Juliet's relations, a young man named Tybalt, as hates him like pison, an' they fowt, an' Romeo killed him.
"So yo've coom at last, David!" the woman cried, as the boy entered; and, bending, greeted him with a tender, motherly salutation, which he returned as affectionately. "I welly thowt yo'd forgot us this mornin'. Noo sit you' doon beside oor Maggie." And soon he, too, was engaged in a task twin to the girl's.
"Hurted mine self welly much!" sobbed the poor little fellow. "I'm so sorry, darling! How ever did you manage to hurt yourself so?" "Course I managed it!" said Bruno, laughing through his tears. "Doos oo think nobody else but oo ca'n't manage things?" Matters were looking distinctly brighter, now Bruno had begun to argue. "Come, let's hear all about it!" I said.
I hanna seen the lad this two hour I'd welly forgot as he'd e'er growed up from a babby when's feyther carried him." Adam was seated on a rough bench, his head supported by his arm, which rested from the shoulder to the elbow on the long planing-table in the middle of the workshop.
"Yes," said Fixie, "they is welly pitty. I could fancy I saw fairies looking out of some of them. I think if we was to listen welly kietly p'raps we'd hear fairy stories coming out of them." "Rubbish, Fixie," said Rosy, rather sharply. She was too fond of calling other people's fancies "rubbish." Fixie's face grew red, and the corners of his mouth went down. "Rosy's only in fun, Fixie," said Bee.
'It's no use, Higgins. Hoo cannot live long a' this'n. Hoo's just sinking away not for want o' meat hersel' but because hoo cannot stand th' sight o' the little ones clemming. Ay, clemming! Five shilling a week may do well enough for thee, wi' but two mouths to fill, and one on 'em a wench who can welly earn her own meat. But it's clemming to us.
Craig in honour, as a man who "knew his business" and who had great lights concerning soils and compost; but he was less of a favourite with Mrs. Poyser, who had more than once said in confidence to her husband, "You're mighty fond o' Craig, but for my part, I think he's welly like a cock as thinks the sun's rose o' purpose to hear him crow." For the rest, Mr.
'Is it thee, Daniel Robson? asked his neighbour, in a low tone. 'Ay! Who else should it be? 'A dunno. 'If a am to be any one else, I'd like to be a chap of nobbut eight stun. A'm welly done for! 'It were as bloody a shame as iver I heerd on. Who's to go t' t' next fire, a'd like to know! 'A tell yo' what, lads, said Daniel, recovering his breath, but speaking in gasps.
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