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Updated: August 2, 2024
"They'm gashly things, rats, an' I shouldn't think as no good piskeys would turn into varmints like them." "More should I. But something better than rats came to see me last night, Joan. Guess who it was." "I dunnaw." "Why, you came!" "Me, Mister Jan! You must a bin dreamin'!" "Yes, of course I was; but such a lovely dream, Joan!
The gorse will be nearly as large as life, and I've been wondering ever so long what I shall put in the middle; and whatever do you think I've thought of?" "I dunnaw. That white pony us saw, p'raps?" "No; something much prettier. How would it do, d'you think, if you stood here in front of the gorse, just to fill up the middle piece of the picture?" "Oh, no, no! My faither "
"Come, you chaps," said the sergeant, "aren't you going to be men? aren't you going to fight the Germans?" "Why shud us?" they asked. "What 'ave we got 'ginst the Germans?" "Would you like the Germans to conquer your country? would you like to have the Kaiser for a king?" "Dunnaw: why shudden us?" replied one.
"I dunnaw 'sackly what you means, Mister Jan, but I judges you ban't so religious like as what faither is." "Religion came from God to man, Joan, because man wanted it and couldn't get on comfortably without it; but theology if you know what that means man invented for himself. Religion is the light; theology is the candlestick.
"I dunnaw. 'Twadden a proper thing to do, seein' how I trusted 'e." "We are children of Nature, Joan. I always do what she tells me. I can't help it. I have obeyed her all my life. She tells me to love you, Joan, and I do. I'm very sorry. I thought she had told you to love me, but I suppose I was wrong. Never mind this once. Forgive me, Joan.
Here he was faced with a like problem and now invited her to solve it. "I dunnaw. I thot such love never comed to no end, Mister Jan. I thot 'tweer good to wear; but but how do I knaw if you doan't?" "You trust me, Joan?" "Why, who should I trust, if 'tweern't you? I never knawed any person else as set such store 'pon the truth.
It is going to be much larger though, and I have sent all the way to London for a canvas on which to paint it." "Twill be a gert big picksher then?" "So big that I think I must try and get something into it besides the gorse. I want something or other in the middle, just for a change. What could I paint there?" "I dunnaw."
You belong to me now, and you must trust the future with me. All that law demands to make us man and wife it shall have; and all religion clamors for as well, if that is a great matter to you. But not here in this Newlyn. I think of you when I say that, Joan, for it matters nothing to me." "Iss. I dunnaw what awful sayin's might go abroad. Things is all contrary to home as 'tis.
"No, not 'mister' just 'Jan," he answered, adopting her pronunciation. "I don't call you 'Miss' Joan." She looked at once uncomfortable and pleased. "We must be friends," the man continued calmly, "now you have promised to let me put you here among the gorse bushes." "Sure, I dunnaw 'bout the picksher, Mister Jan." "Well, you would be doing me a great service.
"Well, faither, he'm contrary to sich things, as I tawld 'e, Mister Jan. Faither said Joe'd better by a deal keep his money in his purse; but he let me have the picksher, an' 'tis nailed up in a lil frame, what Joe made, at home in the parlor." She stopped a moment and sighed, then spoke again. "Faither's a wonnerful God-fearin' man, sure 'nough." "Is he a God-loving man too, Joan?" "I dunnaw.
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