o'clock i'th mornin, an we'll start aght if its fine."

"But tha doesn't feel cross abaat it, does ta lad."

"Cross, behanged! If aw tuk onny nooatice o' what tha says, aw should
allus be cross. Let's get to bed."

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Next mornin Mally wor soa flustered wol when Grimes coom in to his
braikfast after lukkin to th' galloway, her hands tremmeld soa at shoo
could hardly teem aght his teah.

But shoo managed to get donned at last, an Sammywell browt th' galloway
an th' little trap to th' door, an he felt a bit narvous too, for it wor
th' furst time he'd ivver driven aght wi his wife, but he wor praad to
do it, an his pride kept him up.

They wor i' hooaps o' gettin off withaat Hepsabah an th' naybors gettin
to know, but it wor noa use. Sombd'y seen th' galloway, an when
Sammywell helpt Mally into her seat, they wor all aght.

Hepsabah stood thear, wi a babby o' awther arm, an Jerrymier at her
side, an as they rode past, shoo put on as humble a luk as shoo knew ha,
an dropt a curtsey, an sed "Gooid mornin, Mr. and Mrs. Grimes, Esquire."
Then shoo brast aght laffin an all th' naybor wimmen waved ther approns
or towels or owt else they could snatch howd on, an cheered em wol they
gate aght o'th bottom o'th fold.

They tuk th' shortest cut to get aght o'th busy streets, an they worn't