‘So you were baptized for the love of Betty, were you, Malachi?’
‘Yi; bud I were no hypocrite abaat it, for aw told her aw should never be a Calvin, an' aw never have bin. Doesto remember what thaa said, Betty, when aw tell'd thee aw should never be a Calvin?’
‘Nay, aw forget, lad; it's so long sin'.’
‘Bud aw haven't forgetten. Thaa said, “Never mind, thaa's no need to tell mi faither that; thaa can keep it to thisel.” Aw'll tell yo' what, Mr. Penrose, a woman's as deep as th' Longridge pit shaft.’
‘Well, thaa's never rued o'er joinin' Rehoboth, Malachi.’
‘I've never rued o'er weddin' thee, lass; an' aw think if thaa'd gone to a wur place nor Rehoboth aw should ha' followed thee. Leastways, I shouldn't ha' liked thee to 'a' tempted me.’
‘But thaa's not tell'd him all, Malachi.’
‘Nowe, lass, aw hevn't, but aw will. Have yo' seen yon rose-tree that grows under the winder—that tree that is welly full durin' th' season?’
The minister nodded.