"By the way," he continued in a fresher voice, and looking up, "that young crater, the schoolmis'ess, must be sung to to-night wi' the rest?
If her ear is as fine as her face, we shall have enough to do to be up-sides with her." "What about her face ?" said young Dewy.
"Well, as to that," Mr.Spinks replied, "'tis a face you can hardly gainsay.

A very good pink face, as far as that do go.

Still, only a face, when all is said and done." "Come, come, Elias Spinks, say she's a pretty maid, and have done wi' her," said the tranter, again preparing to visit the cider-barrel..