Eh, but we get sich a sight of strangers here now, the yan fairly drives the tother out of a body's mind.' 'Doos foak coom for t' summer ?' asked David, lifting his eyebrows a little, and looking round on the bleak and straggling village.
'Noa, they coom to see the church.

Lor' bless ye!' said the good woman, following his eyes towards the edifice and breaking into a laugh, ''taint becos the church is onything much to look at.

'Taint nowt out o' t' common that I knows on.

Noa--but they coom along o't' monument, an' Miss Bronte--Mrs.Nicholls, as should be, poor thing--rayder.' There was no light of understanding in David's face, but his penetrating eyes, the size and beauty of which she could not help observing, seemed to invite her to go on.
'You niver heerd on our Miss Bronte ?' said the woman, mildly.
'Well, I spose not.

She was just a bit quiet body.