Think yo' now as Philip is livin' ?' Sylvia shivered all over, and hesitated before she replied.
'I dunnot know.

I said such things; he deserved 'em all----' 'Well, well, lass!' said Kester, sorry that he had asked the question which was producing so much emotion of one kind or another.
'Neither thee nor me can tell; we can neither help nor hinder, seein' as he's ta'en hissel' off out on our sight, we'd best not think on him.

A'll try an' tell thee some news, if a can think on it wi' my mind so full.

Thou knows Haytersbank folk ha' flitted, and t' oud place is empty ?' 'Yes!' said Sylvia, with the indifference of one wearied out with feeling.
'A only telled yo' t' account like for me bein' at a loose end i' Monkshaven.

My sister, her as lived at Dale End an' is a widow, has comed int' town to live; an' a'm lodging wi' her, an' jobbin' about.
A'm gettin' pretty well to do, an' a'm noane far t' seek, an' a'm going now: only first a just wanted for t' say as a'm thy oldest friend, a reckon, and if a can do a turn for thee, or go an errand, like as a've done to-day, or if it's any comfort to talk a bit to one who's known thy life from a babby, why yo've only t' send for me, an' a'd come if it were twenty mile.