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'Stars and garthers, chap! said John, 'wa'at dost thou coom and say thot for? In wi' 'un. 'Are you at home, sir? 'At whoam! cried John, 'I wish I wur; I'd ha tea'd two hour ago. Why, I told t'oother chap to look sharp ootside door, and tell 'un d'rectly he coom, thot we war faint wi' hoonger. In wi' 'un. Aha! Thee hond, Misther Nickleby. This is nigh to be the proodest day o' my life, sir.

Aw connot stur a fut fur folks as knaws mo, and knaws mo name, and knaws what aw be after. Lonnon is a dreedfu' plaze. Aw mun geet mo lass to whoam. Yo'll mind th' shop till th' maister cooms back. War. You'd better stop. The man will be back directly. You're too suspicious. Tho. Nea, maister, thae'rt wrung theer. Aw've trusted too mich a theawsand times too mich. War.

An' then clock strikes an' I oppen my e'en and see the smoke an' the black chimnies eh, I'm welly smoored among 'em all! I could fair go mad to find mysel' so far away fro' whoam." "But surely," said the visitor, with a dreamy glance round, "you've made this place very home-like." "'Tis, an' 'tisn't.

The subject, however, was too valuable to be allowed to drop altogether, and Luke Marner brought it into prominence again by remarking: "They tell oi as how Nance has asked Bet Collins to watch by the rood soide to catch doctor as he droives whoam. He went out this arternoon to Retlow." "Oi doubt he woant do she much good; it be food, and not doctor's stuff as the child needs," another remarked.

"Ay, ay; I've been havin' a crack wi' old Cap'n Burroughs, since mun comed whoam, and he've a been tellin' me all about ye. Garge, I'm proud of 'e, boy and so be madam here, too, I'll be boun' for 'twas I that made a sailor of 'e by givin' of 'e thicky toy bwoat, a matter o' twelve or vourteen year agone 'tis now. My goodness me! how time du vly, to be sure.

I' hoo be dead and gwoan, tell mo, sir, and aw'll goo whoam again, for mo oud lass be main lonesome beout mo, and we'll wait till we goo to her, for hoo winnot coom no moor to us. Col. G. For anything I know, your daughter is alive and well. Bring her here, I say, and I will make you happy. Th. Aw shannot want thes or thi silverings either to mak mo happy then, maister.

'Tell truth, lad! Dannel Robson 'd niver have a call fra' thee if he hadn't a pretty daughter. 'Indeed, but he would, replied Charley, rather annoyed; 'when I've said a thing, I do it. I promised last night to go see him; besides, I like the old man. 'Well! when shall we tell mother yo're comin' whoam? 'Toward eight o'clock may-be sooner.

'They will be home to luncheon? said Cicely. 'Aw, no um wunt; they wunt be whoam afore night; thaay got thur nuncheon wi' um. 'Is there no one at home in all the place? I inquired. 'Mebbe Farmer Bennet. Thur beant nobody in these yer housen. So we went on to Uncle Bennet's, whose house was hidden by a clump of elms farther down the coombe.

Do ye gang whoam wi' me; and do yon loight and toight young whipster look sharp out for a brokken head next time he cums under my hond. Cum whoam, tell'e, cum whoam!"

"I would turn my back on Marsden and never come back again, were it not for the little ones. Besides," he added after a pause, "father's last words were, 'Be kind to mother; and she will want it more than he ever dreamed of." "She will that," Bill agreed; "leastways unless oi be mistaken. And what be'st going to do now, lad? Be'st agoing whoam?" "No, I won't go home tonight," Ned replied.

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