"D'ye remember a chap coming in, a thin chap, 'at spoke Welsh to t' Missis?"
"Ay."
"He com' to fetch a pair o' boots to mend."
"Ay."
"Think ye——" again the look as of prickers, "—think ye there wor owt?"
"How, owt?"
"'At he wanted to know what time it wor, or owt?"
"There wor t' clock."
"Ay...."
There were minutes of silence this time. Evidently the younger brother occupied them by taking, in thought, a considerable journey. He spoke as if in objection to some far-fetched surmise.