"Where's my money that you drank and diced ?" "Thief!" is what I would say; "Thief!"' he roared, '"Thief"' 'Mr.Archer will hear you if you don't take care,' said Nance, 'and I would be ashamed, for one, that he should hear a brave, old, honest, hard-working man like Jonathan Holdaway talk nonsense like a boy.' 'D' ye think I mind for Mr.Archer ?' he cried shrilly, with a clack of laughter; and then he came close up to her, stooped down with his two palms upon his knees, and looked her in the eyes, with a strange hard expression, something like a smile.

'Do I mind for God, my girl ?' he said; 'that's what it's come to be now, do I mind for God ?' 'Uncle Jonathan,' she said, getting up and taking him by the arm; 'you sit down again, where you were sitting.

There, sit still; I'll have no more of this; you'll do yourself a mischief.

Come, take a drink of this good ale, and I'll warm a tankard for you.

La, we'll pull through, you'll see.