His last effort was made, when we had looked at our watches, and had got on our legs previous to taking leave.
"I shall now wish you good-night, ma'am," says the Sergeant.

"And I shall only say, at parting, that Rosanna Spearman has a sincere well-wisher in myself, your obedient servant.

But, oh dear me! she will never get on in her present place; and my advice to her is--leave it." "Bless your heart alive! she is GOING to leave it!" cries Mrs.Yolland.
(NOTA BENE--I translate Mrs.Yolland out of the Yorkshire language into the English language.

When I tell you that the all-accomplished Cuff was every now and then puzzled to understand her until I helped him, you will draw your own conclusions as to what your state of mind would be if I reported her in her native tongue.) Rosanna Spearman going to leave us! I pricked up my ears at that.

It seemed strange, to say the least of it, that she should have given no warning, in the first place, to my lady or to me.