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Updated: May 16, 2025
An' I made out what the Rinform were an' it were to send you an' your likes a-scuttlin' an' wi' pretty strong-smellin' things too. An' you may do as you like now, for I'm none afeard on you. An' you'd better let my boy aloan, an' look to yoursen, afore the Rinform has got upo' your back. That's what I'n got to say," concluded Mr.
In this situation she was descried by her discreet matronly cousin, who lost no time in coming up, having just given the baby into her husband's charge. "What's the matter wi' ye?" said Bess the matron, taking up the bundle and examining it. "Ye'n sweltered yoursen, I reckon, running that fool's race.
Yo'd come on a bit o' creakin' wood windlass like a well-head, an' you was let down i' th' bight of a rope, fendin' yoursen off the side wi' one hand, carryin' a candle stuck in a lump o' clay with t'other, an' clickin' hold of a rope with t'other hand. 'An' that's three of them, said Mulvaney. 'Must be a good climate in those parts. Learoyd took no heed.
And yo' know varra well, it may be runnin' too fasst to get t' horses through an' they'd be three pussons inside, an' luggage at top." "Aye, they may have to goa back to Pengarth that's varra possible." "An' all t' dinner spoilin', an' t' fires wastin' for nowt." The speaker stood peering discontentedly into the gloom without: "But you'll not trouble yoursen, Tammas, I daursay."
Yo'd come on a bit o' creakin' wood windlass like a well-head, an' you was let down i' th' bight of a rope, fendin' yoursen off the side wi' one hand, carryin' a candle stuck in a lump o' clay with t'other, an' clickin' hold of a rope with t'other hand." "An' that's three of them," said Mulvaney. "Must be a good climate in those parts." Learoyd took no heed.
He's as fresh as th' morning dew, and sweet as new cream," and then with a quaint look he would add, "and there's a deal more on Him than you often foind on your milk." He used to say that religion could be tested in two ways; you can taste it yoursen, and you can see it in others.
When you've had a husband in his bed for fower year, miss, and he's took at last, you'll know." She nodded emphatically. Marcella laughed. "I know you were very fond of him, Mrs. Jellison, and looked after him very well, too." "Oh, I don't say nothin' about that," said Mrs. Jellison, hastily. "But all the same you kin reckon it up, and see for yoursen.
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