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Both girls listened and distinctly heard a man speaking in dramatic tones. The voice was not recognizable, although Polly had not heard of any new hand having been hired. "Ef Ah wasn't shore we-all'd be happy, Ah never would be h'ar askin' fur yor hand an' heart." Then there was a pause.
I., p. 444, we read: "The Scottish historian, Johnstone, says that Purbeck's marriage was celebrated amid the gratulation of the fawning courtiers, but stained by the tears of the reluctant bride, who was a sacrifice to her father's ambition of the alliance with Buckingham's family." Here is another account of the wedding, in a letter from Sir Gerard Herbert to Carleton: "Maie it please yor.
Some others cutt peeces of flesh from all parts of the body & broyle them, gett you to eat it, thrusting them into yor mouth, puting into it a stick of fire.
'I durnd know what yo' mean, Gronny. 'Why, it's i' this way, lass; my Jimmy and yor little Job wur aar own, wurnd they? 'Yi, forsure they wur. 'We feshioned 'em, as the Psalmist sez, didn't we? 'Thaa sez truth, Gronny, wept the younger woman. 'And we feshioned 'em lads an' o'. 'Yi, and fine uns; leastways, my little Job wur bless him.
Jenny doan't want tha! An Jenny luked oot an I just saw Teddy turn an speak to her beggin her like, a bit masterfu too, aw t' time and she flounced back again 'Keep yor distance, will yer! an slammed to the door an fell agen it, cryin. An sic a shoutin an hollerin frae the owd man! He made a gradely noise, he did bit never a word fra Teddy not as yo cud hear, I'll uphowd yo!
'Wi' yor pardon, sir, said Stephen Blackpool, 'I ha' nowt to sen about it. Mr. Bounderby, who was always more or less like a Wind, finding something in his way here, began to blow at it directly. 'Now, look here, Harthouse, said he, 'here's a specimen of 'em.
'I'd ha' yo' to know, Amos Entwistle, that I'm noan in yor catechism class, an' I'm noan baan to be. Yo' can tak' an' praitch yor rubbidge somewheer else. Yo've no occasion to come to me, I con tell yo'. And then, looking down at the reposeful little face, she kissed it, and continued, 'Did he co thee an idol, my darlin'? Ne'er heed him, owd powse ud he is!
"Matther is it? Murther's the matther," and he gave another vicious stamp, and then took a stride that nearly cost him his balance, and gave another. "I beg yor pardon, sorr; but it's the cockroaches. The place swarms wid 'em. Av they'd keep peaceably below, now, but invading the master's bedroom that's for ye, ye thief!" and he stamped again.
David gave her an angry shake, on which she toppled over among the fallen stones with an exasperating limpness, and lay there laughing. 'Oh, very well, said David, suddenly recovering himself; 'yo keep yor secret. I'st keep mine, that's aw.
At the sight of David Grieve there were first stares and then shrieks of laughter. 'I say, Davy, cried a drunken young weaver, sidling up to him on his knees and embracing him from behind, 'my heart's real touched. Gie me yor coat, Davy; it's better nor mine, Davy; and I'm yor Christian brother, Davy. The emotion of this appeal drew uproarious merriment from the knot of Secularists.
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