“Is there a fulling mill near?”
“No, sir, there was one some time ago, but it is now a sawing mill.”
Here a woman, coming out, looked at me steadfastly.
“Is that gentlewoman your wife?”
“She is no gentlewoman, sir, but she is my wife.”
“Of what religion are you?”
“We are Calvinistic-Methodists, sir.”
“Have you been to chapel?”
“We are just returned, sir.”
Here the woman said something to her husband, which I did not hear, but the purport of which I guessed from the following question which he immediately put.