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He really had no very lofty aims, no theological enthusiasm: if I were closely questioned, I should be obliged to confess that he felt no serious alarms about the souls of his parishioners, and would have thought it a mere loss of time to talk in a doctrinal and awakening manner to old "Feyther Taft," or even to Chad Cranage the blacksmith.
'Yo' dunnot think they'll be hard wi' him when they hear all about it, done yo'? Why, York Castle's t' place they send a' t' thieves and robbers to, not honest men like feyther. Hester put her hand on Sylvia's shoulder with a soft, caressing gesture. 'Philip will know, she said, using Philip's name as a kind of spell it would have been so to her.
"Well, Mester Taft," shouted old Martin, at the utmost stretch of his voice for though he knew the old man was stone deaf, he could not omit the propriety of a greeting "you're hearty yet. You can enjoy yoursen to-day, for-all you're ninety an' better." "Your sarvant, mesters, your sarvant," said Feyther Taft in a treble tone, perceiving that he was in company.
Hav'n't you never heer'd o' the dukkeripen o' the trúshul shinin' in the sunset sky when the light o' the sinkin' sun shoots up behind a bar o' clouds an' makes a kind o fiery cross? But to go and steal a trushul out of a dead man's tomb why, it's no wonder as the Wynnes is cussed, feyther and child.
'I never dreamt of seeing you here. I thought my aunt always went to Kirk Moorside. 'I came with Molly Corney, said Sylvia. 'Mother is staying at home with feyther. 'How's his rheumatics? asked Philip. But at the same moment Molly took hold of Sylvia's hand, and said 'A want t' get round and speak to Charley.
Yesterday, I vas a market gerdener, vith a basket o' fine wegetables as nobody 'ad ordered, the day afore, a sailor-man out o' furrin parts, as vos a-seeking and a-searchin' for a gray-'eaded feyther as didn't exist, to-day I'm a riverside cove as 'ad found a letter a letter as I'd stole " "Stolen!" repeated Barnabas.
Feyther had not gone to the 'Cow. He sat smoking at home. Bill had dropped in, and they sat talking of the doings of the Luddites till it was later than usual. Feyther was sorry afterward, because he said if he had been down at the 'Cow' he might have noticed by the talk if any one had an idea that anything was going to take place." "Then he didn't go out at all that night, Polly?"
So presently Cheyenne saddled the freshest horse in his string and loped off, making an insulting sign with one hand when the boys wished him luck with the girl and offered to go along and talk religion with "feyther" just to help him out. Very soon after that Sam Pretty Cow drifted away, and no one noticed his absence. Sam Pretty Cow's wanderings never did attract much attention.
Now, Kester, thou mun just be off, and find Harry Donkin th' tailor, and bring him here; it's gettin' on for Martinmas, an' he'll be coming his rounds, and he may as well come here first as last, and feyther's clothes want a deal o' mending up, and Harry's always full of his news, and anyhow he'll do for feyther to scold, an' be a new person too, and that's somewhat for all on us.
"You'll break somebody's nose when it's frosted in," cried Bob Furniss, in a tone of sincere gratification. "Eh, Tim Binder! there'll be a rare job for thee feyther next spring, fettling up this wall, by t' time we've done wi' it." "Let me come," we heard Tim say. "Thou can't handle a stone. Let me come.
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