“I hed forgotten mysen, Annie. How near art thou and Katherine ready to start?”
“Katherine and I are now waiting on your will and readiness.”
“Nay, then, Annie, if ta hes got to thy London English already, I’ll be quiet, I will.”
“I doan’t like thee to be unjust to Dick. He is doing, and doing well, just what thou told him to do. I should think thou couldn’t ask more than that—if thou was in thy right mind.”
“Dick is the best lad in Yorkshire, he is all that! Doan’t thee care if I seem a bit cross, Annie. I’ve been that worrited all morning as niver was. Doan’t mind it!”
“I doan’t, not in the least, Antony.”
“Well, then, can thou start to-morrow morning?”
“I can start, with an hour’s notice, any time.”
“I wouldn’t be too good, Annie. I’m not worth it.”
“Thou art worth all I can do for thee.”