She must depart, according to his direction, on
the following day; for the thatched cottage upon the cliff could be her
home no more.
"Theer weern't no time for talkin'; but I lay 'er'll sing differ'nt when
next ashore. You bide quiet here till 'er's home agin. 'Tain't nachur to
bid's awn flaish an' blood go its ways like that. An', 'pears to me, as
'tedn' the law neither. But you bide till he'm back. I be sorry as I spawk
so sharp, but you was that bowldacious that my dander brawk loose. Aw
Jimmery! to think as you dedn' knaw you was cheeldin'!"
"'Twas hearin' so suddint like as made me come over fainty."
"Ate hearty then. An' mind henceforrard you'm feedin' an' drinkin' for two.
Best get to bed so soon's you can. Us'll talk 'bout this coil in the
marnin'."
"Us'll talk now. I be off by light. I 'edn' gwaine to stop no more. Faither
sez I ban't no cheel o' his an' he doan't want to see my faace agen. Then
he shaan't. I'll gaw to them as won't be 'shamed o' me: my mother's
people."
"Doan't 'e be in no tearin' hurry, Joan," said Mrs. Tregenza, thinking of
the money. "Let him, the chap, knaw fust what's come along o' his
carneying, an' maybe he'll marry 'e, as you sez, right away. Bide wi' me
till you tells en. Let en do what's right an' seemly. That's the shortest
road."
"Iss fay; he'm a true man. But I ban't gwaine to wait for en in this 'ouse.
To-morrow I'll send my box up Drift by the fust omblibus as belongs to
Staaft, an' walk myself, an' tell Uncle Thomas all's there is to tell.
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