'This 'ere game of tether-ball,' he said, 'fair makes me giddy.'
'Jack,' said Hazel when he had gone, 'Martha said there was a woman here.'
'Martha's a liar.'
'Hanna there bin?'
'No. Never anyone but you.'
'Hanna you bin fond of anyone?'
'Only you.'
'She said there was a woman as had a lot of little children, as was yours.'
'Damn her!'
'And I thought she's ought to live along of you, and to be married-like, and wear the green dress.'