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"Ted, it's rale cruel o' thee to play an innicent trustin' lass sich a trick." "I reckon Margaret Hep. can take care of herself," put in Mrs. Jack. "Hoo can keep her e'en oppen as weel's onybody. I don't know but what it 'ull be Ted as 'ull ha' to pay for th' nine-gallon cask. Ye'd best be savin' up your brass, Ted, for we wunnot give no credit for 't." With this professional sally she retired.
They were gone now, all of them. The man sat down on the cinder-road, looking up into the murky sky. "'T be late, Hugh. Wunnot hur come?" He shook his head doggedly, and the woman crouched out of his sight against the wall.
He had a big head and a keen, ferret-eyed face, and just now was looking round the end of his sofa at the visitors. "Howd tha tongue, Tummas! " said his mother. "I wunnot howd it," Tummas answered. "Ma tongue's th' on'y thing about me as works right, an' I'm noan goin' to stop it." "He's a young nowt," his mother explained; "but, he's a cripple, an' we conna do owt wi' him."
"Lads," he said, "we conna do this oursens. Run for help, Jem Coulter, an' run wi' thy might, fur it wunnot be so long afore th' tide'll flow." Up to this time the man on the sands had lain with closed eyes and set teeth, but when he heard this his eyes opened and he looked up. "Eh!" he said, in that blind, stupid fashion. "What's that theer tha's sayin' Mester?"
Do it gently, man, but do it quick, for we canna leave him here long. 'I canna go, said Higgins. 'Dunnot ask me. I canna face her. 'Thou knows her best, said the man. 'We'n done a deal in bringing him here thou take thy share. 'I canna do it, said Higgins. 'I'm welly felled wi' seeing him. We wasn't friends; and now he's dead. 'Well, if thou wunnot thou wunnot. Some one mun, though.
But, as I'm saying, I'd niver a chance; for our pig, as I were sa fond on, and fed mysel', and as would ha' been fourteen stone by now if he were an ounce, and as knew me as well as any Christian, and a pig, as I may say, that I just idolized, went and took a fit a week after Michaelmas Day, and died, as if it had been to spite me; and t' next is na' ready for killing, nor wunnot be this six week.
'An' I wunnot play any more at such like games, she added, with fresh indignation rising in her heart as she took her old place in the corner of the room a little away from the rest. Philip's spirits rose, and he yearned to go to her and tell her how he approved of her conduct. Alas, Philip!
Presently the girls slipped away, and, after pausing for a moment, hands on hips to make sure that her Gaffer was coomfortable, Mrs. Wainwright remarked that she'd better be seeing to things downstairs a bit, for they lasses 'ud be sure to be off arter the Club as soon as her back was turned. "If thou wants me, thou'll shout for me, wunnot thou?" she asked, turning just at the door.
The man sat down on the cinder-road, looking up into the murky sky. "'T be late, Hugh. Wunnot hur come?" He shook his head doggedly, and the woman crouched out of his sight against the wall.
Her eyes flew wide open aw at onct, an' she seed me an' smiled, aw her dear face quiverin' i' death. "'Dear lad, she whispered, 'th' path was na so long after aw. Th' Lord knew He trod it hissen' onct, yo' know. I knowed tha'd come I prayed so. I've reached th' very eend now, Tim, an' I shall see th' little lad first. But I wunnot forget my promise no.
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