Y' are goin' to th' preachin' to-night, I should think.

Ye'll do finely t' lead the singin'.
But I don' know what Parson Irwine 'ull say at his gran' favright Adam Bede a-turnin' Methody." "Never do you bother yourself about me, Ben.

I'm not a-going to turn Methodist any more nor you are--though it's like enough you'll turn to something worse.

Mester Irwine's got more sense nor to meddle wi' people's doing as they like in religion.

That's between themselves and God, as he's said to me many a time." "Aye, aye; but he's none so fond o' your dissenters, for all that." "Maybe; I'm none so fond o' Josh Tod's thick ale, but I don't hinder you from making a fool o' yourself wi't." There was a laugh at this thrust of Adam's, but Seth said, very seriously.