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Hickathrift, who had watched all the proceedings, heard these words; and as the two lads trudged home beside him, with the squire and Farmer Tallington in front, he told them all that had been said. Dick said nothing, but Tom fired up and exclaimed angrily, while the wheelwright kept on talking quietly to the former. "Niver yow mind, lad; we don't think you shot at him.
Yow mark my words: it's sperrits, that's what it is; and it's because o' that theer dreern; but they needn't shute at me, for I don't want dreern made." "Going over to town to see the doctor, John?" said Dick. "Nay, lad, not I. It's only a hole in my arm. There arn't nowt the matter wi' me. I've tied it oop wi' some wet 'bacco, and it'll all grow oop again, same as a cooten finger do."
The swallow returned, and flew low down along the grass near Bevis. The wind came now and then, and shook down a shower of white and pink petals from a crab-tree in the hedge. By-and-by a squirrel climbing from tree to tree reached the oak, and stayed to look at Bevis beneath in the shadow. He knew exactly how Bevis felt just like he did himself when he went to sleep. "Yowp, yow; wow-wow!"
Howbeit I must find out who or what is it is that sings this hateful " I stopped, all at once, for the voice was come again, nearer, louder than before, and singing the very words I had been hearkening for and dreading to hear: "There's a fine Spanish dame, And Joanna's her name, Shall follow wherever ye go: 'Till your black heart shall feel Yow cursed steel: Black Bartlemy Bartlemy ho!"
He thowt at th' time it might be mist, thow there weren't much mist on th' ma'shes that night, but now he says 'es sure that it wor the White Lady from the Shrieking Pit that he saw. 'Then Gawdamighty help yow, poor fat chap, says Billy, looking at him solemn-like.
Yow ax for Wooden-house Bob that's me; and if I barn't to home, ax for Mucky Billy that's my brawther we're all gotten our names down to ven; and if he barn't to home, yow ax for Frog-hall that's where my sister do live; and they'll all veed ye, and lodge ye, and welcome come. We be all like one, doon in the ven; and do ye, do ye, vind my bairn!" And he trundled on, down the narrow street.
"Does he deposit his money with Feder?" Morris asked. "Yow, he deposit his money with Feder, Mawruss!" Abe replied. "He deposits his money with a banker by the name Guy-seppy Scratch-oly." "Guy-seppy Scratch-oly," Morris repeated. "That's a fine name for a banker, Abe." "Guy-seppy, that's Italian for Yosef, Mawruss," Abe explained.
"Hi-yi-yi-yi!" sang Vixen as we shot round the curves; "Toot-toot-toot!" went the driver's bugle at the dangerous places, and "yow! yow!" bayed Garm. Kadir Buksh sat on the front seat and smiled. Even he was glad to get away from the heat of the Plains that stewed in the haze behind us.
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