His road took him up Hobbs gate, by the corner of the Bush; but Runciman came a little out of the way to meet him.

"You have heard the news ?" said the innkeeper.
"I have heard one piece of news." "What's that, sir ?" "Come,--you tell me yours first." "The young squire is coming down to Bragton next week." "That's my news too.

It is not likely that there should be two matters of interest in Dillsborough on the same day." "I don't know why Dillsborough should be worse off than any other place, Mr.Morton; but at any rate the squire's coming." "So Mrs.Hopkins told me.

Has he written to you ?" "His coachman or his groom has; or perhaps he keeps what they call an ekkery.

He's much too big a swell to write to the likes of me.