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"There's Father a-standing at the yard-gate," said Martin Poyser. "I reckon he wants to watch us down the field. It's wonderful what sight he has, and him turned seventy-five." "Ah, I often think it's wi' th' old folks as it is wi' the babbies," said Mrs. Poyser; "they're satisfied wi' looking, no matter what they're looking at.
Keep the street-door locked; I will fasten the yard-gate, and do not for your life let any one in, except Doctor Hodges, till I return. Do you hear? do you understand what I say?" "Yes, I hear plain enough," growled Blaize. "You say that the house is infected, and that we shall all be locked up." "Dolt!" exclaimed the apprentice, "I said no such thing."
"No, no, no, it's all right good-bye," said everyone. And a silence fell as he went slowly round the water-butt and the green yard-gate shut behind him. The silence was broken by Eliza. "Give me up!" she said. "Give me up to break my heart in a prison cell!" There was a sudden splash, and a round wet drop lay on the doorstep. "Thunder shower," said Jimmy; but it was a tear from Eliza.
That's what comes o' marr'in' young wenches. I war gone thirty, an' th' feyther too, afore we war married; an' young enough too. She'll be a poor dratchell by then SHE'S thirty, a-marr'in' a-that'n, afore her teeth's all come." Adam walked so fast that he was at the yard-gate before seven.
"Look here," he growled, clambering back into the room, "there's devilry somewhere at the bottom of this. The fellow's nag was ready saddled I got near enough to see that: and the yard-gate posted open: and the devil take it, Lydia, I believe you opened that window on purpose! Did you?" "That's telling, my dear. But, if you like, we'll suppose that I did." "Then," said Mr.
Where the ploughs go, and the ploughmen; where the cattle are driven afield; where the farmyards tell how they are housed and kept; where the women sit with their milking pails or make journeys to the spring; where flowers trim the house-fronts, or where the little yard-gate says that everything, like itself, hangs by one hinge.
The little gray house slept peacefully in the shadow of the Pike, all unaware of the man with murder in his heart laboriously climbing the yard-gate. The door of the porch was wide, the chain hanging limply down, unused; and the little man could see within, the moon shining on the iron studs of the inner door, and the blanket of him who should have slept there, and did not.
He moved outside the yard-gate and my heart sank once more as I saw that he now intended to throw us in the gutter of the roadway. Evidently, from the way the large man lectured and waved a short thick stick, it was against the rules of the town to throw dead fish in the streets. "At last, to our unutterable joy, the old man turned and moved off with us towards the harbor.
From September nineteen-thirteen to December to March nineteen-fourteen, to June she had been at the farm nine months. June May April. This time three months ago John had come. In the bottom of the field, at the corner by the yard-gate, under the elms, she could see Gwinnie astride over the tilted bucket, feeding the calves. It was Gwinnie's turn. She heard the house door open and shut.
Doctor Jolks was kind, like most men of his calling, and undertook to send the nurse from Feltram with a few comforts for the patient; and he called Dickon to the yard-gate, and I suppose told him of the arrangement; and Milly and I went to the poor girl's door and asked, 'May we come in? There was no answer. So, with the conventional construction of silence, we entered.
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