"Major Moreton bought it for twenty guineas, that's true." "Twenty guineas! Tha niver says!" exclaimed Morel.
"Yes, and it was worth it." "Ay!" he said.

"I don't misdoubt it.

But twenty guineas for a bit of a paintin' as he knocked off in an hour or two!" He was silent with conceit of his son.

Mrs.Morel sniffed, as if it were nothing.
"And when does he handle th' money ?" asked the collier.
"That I couldn't tell you.

When the picture is sent home, I suppose." There was silence.