However, I resisted.

Says I, very stern, because I felt I'd been wavering, 'Master Dixon, once for all, pig or no pig, I'll not marry you.

And if you'll take my advice, you'll get up off your knees.

The flags is but damp yet, and it would be an awkward thing to have rheumatiz just before winter.' With that he got up, stiff enough.

He looked as sulky a chap as ever I clapped eyes on.