At a glance she had known that this bead must belong to the set from which Robin's ear-rings came; and perhaps it was her conscience which helped her to suspect that a trap was being laid for the free-trade hero.

To recover herself, and have time to think, as well as for closer discretion, she invited Master Mordacks to the choice guest-chamber.
"Set ye doon, Sir, hereaboot," she said, opening a solid door into the inner room; "neaver gain no fear at aw o' crackin' o' the setties; fairm, fairm anoo' they be, thoo sketterish o' their lukes, Sir.

Set ye doon, your Warship; fafty poons desarveth a good room, wi'oot ony lugs o' anemees." "What a beautiful room!" exclaimed Mr.Mordacks; "and how it savors of the place! I never should have thought of finding art and taste of such degree in a little place like Flamborough.

Why, madam, you must have inherited it direct from the Danes themselves." "Naw, Sir, naw.

I fetched it aw oop fra the breck of the say and the cobbles.