all?” “I
never
heerd a
skilful
old
married
feller of
twenty
years’
standing
pipe ‘my
wife’ in a
more used
note than
’a did,”
said Jacob
Smallbury.
“It might
have been
a little
more true
to nater
if’t had
been spoke
a little
chillier,
but that
wasn’t to
be
expected
just now.”
“That
improvement
will come
wi’ time,”
said Jan,
twirling
his eye.
Then Oak
laughed,
and
Bathsheba
smiled
(for she
never
laughed
readily
now), and
their
friends
