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Maybe it's to try Philip he's sent there; happen it may be a fiery furnace to him; for I've heerd tell it's full o' temptations, and he may fall into sin and then where'd be the "luck" on it? But why art ta going? and the morning, say'st thou? Why, thy best shirt is in t' suds, and no time for t' starch and iron it. Whatten the great haste as should take thee to Lunnon wi'out thy ruffled shirt?

Partly to show my knowledge, and so relieve the party from an awkward strain, partly because I was curious, I pursued the subject. 'You mean the fish? I asked. 'Whatten fish? cried my uncle. 'Fish, quo' he! Fish! Your een are fu' o' fatness, man; your heid dozened wi' carnal leir. Fish! it's a bogle!

We stopped none for dinner, but at baggin-time* we getten a good meal at a public-house, an' fed th' babby as well as we could, but that were but poorly. We got a crust too for it to suck chambermaid put us up to that. That night, whether we were tired or whatten, I don't know, but it were dree work, and th' poor little wench had slept out her sleep, and began th' cry as wore my heart out again.

Whatten business has he for to go an' offer to let t' farm afore iver he were told as yo' wished to leave it? observed Kester, in high dudgeon. 'Oh! replied Sylvia, throwing down her rake, as if weary of life. 'What could we do wi' t' farm and land? If it were all dairy I might ha' done, but wi' so much on it arable. 'And if 'tis arable is not I allays to t' fore?

I think we must be neighbours, we meet so often on this road. 'We put up at nine Frances Street, second turn to th' left at after yo've past th' Goulden Dragon. 'And your name? I must not forget that. 'I'm none ashamed o' my name. It's Nicholas Higgins. Hoo's called Bessy Higgins. Whatten yo' asking for?

Whatten was I thinking of, to sit still when I should be stirring mysel'? Here, whisth thee, child whisth thee! tak' this, tak' aught to play wi', but dunnot cry while my heart's breaking! Oh, where is my strength gone to? Oh, John husband! Margaret saved her from falling by catching her in her arms.

Partly to show my knowledge, and so relieve the party from an awkward strain, partly because I was curious, I pursued the subject. "You mean the fish?" I asked. "Whatten fish?" cried my uncle. "Fish, quo' he! Fish! Your een are fu' o' fatness, man; your heid dozened wi' carnal leir. Fish! it's a bogle!"

But, Lordy, he had a pluck in a fight, for I've seen him with Montgomery.... He was eddicated too, and could tell you things out of books. I've knowed him sit up all night talking law with Mr. Robertson.... He was always thinking. Queer thoughts they was sometimes." "Whatten kind of thoughts, Dan'l?" his brother asked. Boone rubbed his chin as if he found it hard to explain.

He told me it was to be two o'clock afternoon. "And about the place?" I pursued. "Whatten place?" says Andie. "The place I'm to be landed at," said I. He owned there was nothing as to that. "Very well, then," I said, "this shall be mine to arrange.

"Whatten nonsense are ye talking?" said Sally, roused to indignation. "Calling yoursel' an old woman when you're better than ten years younger than me! and many a girl has grey hair at five-and-twenty." "But I'm more than five-and-twenty, Sally. I'm fifty-seven next May!" "More shame for ye, then, not to know better than to talk of dyeing your hair. I cannot abide such vanities!" "Oh, dear!

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