“She’s gone to t’ doctor’s. She be nursing there. They’ve no lass.”
“Nursing! Who’s she nursing?” incredulously.
The old man grinned at the ignorance of the question.
“The wumman and the babby,” he said.
“At Tyson’s?”
“Ay, ay.”
“The house in the hollow?”
“That be it.”
While they were talking thus, others had searched the crazy outhouses, but to no better purpose. And presently they all assembled in the road outside the gate.
“Where’s your dog, old lad?” asked one of the dalesmen.