Drawing his supply of cordials from this superior house, to which he was subject, he came here at stated times like a prebendary to the cathedral of his diocesan, afterwards retailing to his own humbler audience the sentiments which he had learnt of this.

But curiosity being awakened by the church bells the usual position was for the moment reversed, and one of the farmers, saluting him by name, asked him the reason of their striking up at that time of day.
'My mis'ess out yonder,' replied the rural landlord, nodding sideways, 'is coming home with her fancy-man.

They have been a-gaying together this turk of a while in foreign parts--Here, maid!--what with the wind, and standing about, my blood's as low as water--bring us a thimbleful of that that isn't gin and not far from it.' 'It is true, then, that she's become Mrs.Somerset ?' indifferently asked a farmer in broadcloth, tenant of an estate in quite another direction than hers, as he contemplated the grain of the table immediately surrounding the foot of his glass.
'True--of course it is,' said Havill, who was also present, in the tone of one who, though sitting in this rubicund company, was not of it.

'I could have told you the truth of it any day these last five weeks.' Among those who had lent an ear was Dairyman Jinks, an old gnarled character who wore a white fustian coat and yellow leggings; the only man in the room who never dressed up in dark clothes for marketing.

He now asked, 'Married abroad, was they?
And how long will a wedding abroad stand good for in this country ?' 'As long as a wedding at home.' 'Will it?
Faith; I didn't know: how should I?
I thought it might be some new plan o' folks for leasing women now they be so plentiful, so as to get rid o' 'em when the men be tired o' 'em, and hev spent all their money.' 'He won't be able to spend her money,' said the landlord of Sleeping-Green.