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But they had hardly crossed the Red Brook to mount the peak beyond when Reuben drew up. 'Noa' he said restlessly 'noa. I mun goo back. T' gell's flighty and theer's aw maks o' mischief i' yoong things. He stood and held his nephew by the hand, looking at him long and wistfully. As he did so a calmer expression stole for an instant into the poor troubled eyes.
If ever I see a bruised reed and a broken 'art on a young gell's face I see it on hers this day. She may laugh herself black in the face, but she won't laugh me into thinking what I knows to be far otherwise." "Ah," said Mrs. James resignedly, "we all 'as it to bear one time or another. Young gells is very deceitful though, in their ways, ain't they?" The Man
'But you will tell Julia that I am here, won't you? It's the last time, for ever so long. 'I'll tell her, said Mrs. Rusker. 'But don't stay here; goo down to the Five Ash. Mr. Mountain's gone to Burmungem, an' he'll come across this way when he comes back. You must tek a bit o' care, Dick, for the gell's sake. 'I'll take care, dear. It's good-bye this time, Aunt.
'Julia! he gasped. 'Tell me, is it true? 'Julia's dyin, said Samson. 'My God! he cried, with sudden passion, as if his own voice had unlocked the sealed fountain of his grief, 'my little gell's a-dyin'! 'Mr. Mountain, said Dick, 'I love her, you know I love her.
"I don't know whether I CAN straighten it out," he confessed, with a nervous laugh. "It's not a divorce, eh?" "No not exactly." "The gell's gone home to her people?" "Yes." Jim cleared his throat. "Yes, she has." "And there's a kiddie?" "Anna yes." "Well, now." Mrs. Chancellor straightened in her chair, set her cup down on a nearby table. "I take it the gell was the injured one, eh?" said she.
Tulliver thought there was nothing worse in question than a fit of perverseness, which was inflicting its own punishment by depriving Maggie of half her dinner. Mrs. Tulliver's scream made all eyes turn towards the same point as her own, and Maggie's cheeks and ears began to burn, while uncle Glegg, a kind-looking, white-haired old gentleman, said, "Heyday! what little gell's this?
Our Fanny Jane used to be talkin' about her constant. Her had offers by the baker's dozen, so it seemed, but her could never be brought to marry. Fanny Jane was a woman as was gi'en a good deal up to sentiment, and her was used to say the gell's heart was fixed on somebody at Heydon Hay.
He told me that he asked you to walk out with 'im last night and you said 'No'; but I told 'im that that was only a gell's way, and that you'd give 'im another answer soon." "That was my final answer," said Poppy Tyrell, the corners of her mouth hardening. "I shall never say anything else." "All young gells say that at first," said Mrs. Wheeler, making praiseworthy efforts to keep her temper.
Workhouses and Malacca canes have still to be tried. Bishop Gell's plan for colonising the Laccadives and Cocos with these loafers has not met with much acceptance at Simla.
"Some folks ain't got enough sense to go in outen the rain, seems so." "'T ain't rainin' not so's to call it so," said the crony, whose name was Smith. "The gell's pretty." "Ya-as, kind o'," agreed the station-agent, tilting back critically. "Boy's upstandin'." "Which one?" "Big 'n. Little 'un ain't got no git-up-'n'-git fer one o' his size. Look at him holdin' to her hand."
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