The Roadmender by Michael Fairless
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as a Christian, ee be," the old man had said; and I could hardly
credit my eyes when I saw the tall bent figure side by side with the black pig, coming along my road on such a day. I hailed the old man, and both turned aside; but he gazed at me without remembrance. I spoke of the pig and its history. He nodded wearily. "Ay, ay, lad, you've got it; 'tis poor Dick's pig right enow." "But you're never going to take it to E--?" "Ay, but I be, and comin' back alone, if the Lord be marciful. The missus has been terrible bad this two mouths and more; Squire's in foreign parts; and food-stuffs such as the old woman wants is hard buying for poor folks. The stocking's empty, now 'tis the pig must go, and I believe he'd be glad for to do the missus a turn; she were terrible good to him, were the missus, and fond, too. I dursn't tell her he was to go; she'd sooner starve than lose poor Dick's pig. Well, we'd best be movin'; 'tis a fairish step." The pig followed comprehending and docile, and as the quaint couple passed from sight I thought I heard Brother Death stir in the shadow. He is a strong angel and of great pity. CHAPTER V |
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