“I hope not, sir; but you see—four on ‘em, sir!”
“Well, she’s in God’s hands, you know.”
“That she be, sir.”
“I want to ask you about something, Mrs. Coombes.”
“What be that, sir? If I can tell, I will, you may be sure, sir.”
“I want to know what’s the matter with Joe Harper, the blacksmith.”
“They du say it be a consumption, sir.”
“But what has he got on his mind?”
“He’s got nothing on his mind, sir. He be as good a by as ever stepped, I assure you, sir.”
“But I am sure there is something or other on his mind. He’s not so happy as he should be. He’s not the man, it seems to me, to be unhappy because he’s ill. A man like him would not be miserable because he was going to die. It might make him look sad sometimes, but not gloomy as he looks.”