'Well?
What is it ?' 'Yo' scahr'd me; ah thowt summat 'ad come to yo'.

What's wrong wi' yo', Mr.Richard?
You look as if you could hardly he'd your heead up.' To her surprise he spoke quite calmly.
'Yes, I've got a bit of a headache.

Get me some hot water, will you?
I'll have some brandy and go to bed.' She began to advise other remedies, but Dagworthy speedily checked her.
'Get me some hot water, I tell you, and go to bed yourself.

What are you doing up at this hour ?' He went to business at the usual time next morning, and it seemed as if the worst had blown over; at home he was sullen, but not violent.
The third day after his return, on entering his office at the mill, he found Hood taking down one of a row of old ledgers which stood there upon a shelf.
'What are you doing ?' he asked abruptly, at the same time turning his back upon the clerk.
Hood explained that he was under the necessity of searching through the accounts for several years, to throw light upon a certain transaction which was giving trouble.
'All right,' was the reply, as Dagworthy took his keys out to open his desk.
A quarter of an hour later, he entered the room where Hood was busy over the ledger.

A second clerk was seated there, and him Dagworthy summoned to the office, where he had need of him.