My children can eat as much victuals as most, thank God!" "Well, well, we won't send him out o' reach o' the carrier's cart, if other things fit in," said Mr.Tulliver.

"But you mustn't put a spoke i' the wheel about the washin,' if we can't get a school near enough.
That's the fault I have to find wi' you, Bessy; if you see a stick i' the road, you're allays thinkin' you can't step over it.

You'd want me not to hire a good wagoner, 'cause he'd got a mole on his face." "Dear heart!" said Mrs.Tulliver, in mild surprise, "when did I iver make objections to a man because he'd got a mole on his face?
I'm sure I'm rether fond o' the moles; for my brother, as is dead an' gone, had a mole on his brow.

But I can't remember your iver offering to hire a wagoner with a mole, Mr.Tulliver.There was John Gibbs hadn't a mole on his face no more nor you have, an' I was all for having you hire _him_; an' so you did hire him, an' if he hadn't died o' th' inflammation, as we paid Dr.Turnbull for attending him, he'd very like ha' been drivin' the wagon now.

He might have a mole somewhere out o' sight, but how was I to know that, Mr.Tulliver ?" "No, no, Bessy; I didn't mean justly the mole; I meant it to stand for summat else; but niver mind--it's puzzling work, talking is.