If shoo spake to her next-door neighbor, it wor ommost as mich
as her life war worth, an' shoo wor forced to give ovver gooin' to
th' chapel, becos if shoo luk'd at th' parson he used to nudge her
wi' a hymn book. Th' neighbours pitied her, an' set him daan for a
fooil; but he gate cured at last, an' aw'll tell ha.' Once he had to
set off, an' as shoo worn't varry weel he couldn't tak her wi' him,
but he gave her a lot o' directions afoor he went, an' tell'd her 'at
he might be back ony minit. Well, if iver ther war a miserable chap
it wor Jim, wol he wor away; but he coom back as sooin as he could,
an' what should he see but a leet up stairs. His face went as white
as chalk, an' he wor just creepin' to th' winder to harken, when a
chap 'at knew him happened to pass. He knew how jaylus Jim war, soa
he thowt he'd have a lark. "Halla, Jim!" he said, "coom here; aw've
summat to tell thee. Tha munnot goa in yor haase just nah, for tha
ar'nt wanted."
"What ammot aw wanted for, awst like to know?" said Jim.
"Well, keep cooil, an' aw'll tell thi. Tha knows tha's been away a
day or two, an' aw think it's my duty to let thi know 'at last neet
ther wor a young chap coom to yor haase to luk at thi mistress; an'
shoo's niver been aat o; door sin', nor him nawther; an' my belief is
they're in that room together just this minit.
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