'What's afoot now?' he questioned savagely.
'I must buy things for the wedding—clothes and things, father.'
'Ay! clothes! clothes! What clothes dost want? A few pounds will cover them.'
'There'll be all the linen for the house.'
'Linen for—— It's none thy place for buy that.'
'Yes, father, it is.'
'I say it isna',' he shouted.
'But I've asked Mrs. Sutton, and she says it is.'
'What business an' ye for go blabbing thy affairs all over Bosley? I say it isna' thy place for buy linen, and let that be sufficient. Go and get dinner. It's nigh on twelve now.'
That evening, when Agnes had gone to bed, she resumed the struggle.