Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy
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"How meaning?" said Wildeve sharply.
Christian was too scattered to reply, and Timothy helped him. "He means, sir, that the lonesome dark-eyed creature up there that some say is a witch--ever I should call a fine young woman such a name--is always up to some odd conceit or other; and so perhaps 'tis she." "I'd be very glad to ask her in wedlock, if she'd hae me and take the risk of her wild dark eyes ill-wishing me," said Grandfer Cantle staunchly. "Don't ye say it, Father!" implored Christian. "Well, be dazed if he who do marry the maid won't hae an uncommon picture for his best parlour," said Fairway in a liquid tone, placing down the cup of mead at the end of a good pull. "And a partner as deep as the North Star," said Sam, taking up the cup and finishing the little that remained. "Well, really, now I think we must be moving," said Humphrey, observing the emptiness of the vessel. "But we'll gie 'em another song?" said Grandfer Cantle. "I'm as full of notes as a bird!" "Thank you, Grandfer," said Wildeve. "But we will not trouble you now. Some other day must do for that--when I have a party." "Be jown'd if I don't learn ten new songs for't, or I won't learn a line!" said Grandfer Cantle. "And you may be sure I won't disappoint ye |
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