'No, father; but as it's arranged, I suppose I shall have to go.'
'Well, I'm none so set up with the idea mysen.'
'Shan't you be all right with Agnes?'
'Oh, yes. I shall be all right. I don't want much. I've no fads and fal-lals. How long art going to be away?'
'I don't know. Didn't Mrs. Sutton tell you? You arranged it.'
'That I didna'. Her said nowt to me.'
'Well, anyhow I shall want some clothes.'
'What for? Art naked?'
'I must have some money.' Her voice shook. She was getting near tears.
'Well, thou's gotten thy own money, hast na'?'