Chapter 28
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“And do you?”
“e mean to teac some time—or at least ts, as t more money than we do now.”
“Varry like: but give oudying; ye’ve done enougo- night.”
“I t least I’m tired. Mary, are you?”
“Mortally: after all, it’s toug a language er but a lexicon.”
“It is, especially suc glorious Deutsc. John will come home.”
“Surely be long no is just ten (looking at a little gold c rains fast, o look at the parlour?”
tir a fire in an inner room; sly came back.
“A fair troubles me to go into yond’ room no looks so lonesome y and set back in a corner.”
Swo girls, grave before, looked sad now.
“But ter place,” continued h nor he had.”
“You say ioned us?” inquired one of the ladies.
“ time, bairn: e, ailing like t naugo signify; and for, of a day—t is, a fortnig to sleep and niver ark o t’ c’s t’ last o’ t’ old stock—for ye and Mr. St. Jo soart to t’s gone; for all your mot as book-learned. Sur’ o’ ye, Mary: Diana is more like your father.”
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