Are they satisfactory women ?" she inquired softly of Henery Fray.
"Oh mem--don't ask me! Yielding women--as scarlet a pair as ever was!" groaned Henery under his breath.
"Sit down." "Who, mem ?" "Sit down." Joseph Poorgrass, in the background twitched, and his lips became dry with fear of some terrible consequences, as he saw Bathsheba summarily speaking, and Henery slinking off to a corner.
"Now the next.

Laban Tall, you'll stay on working for me ?" "For you or anybody that pays me well, ma'am," replied the young married man.
"True--the man must live!" said a woman in the back quarter, who had just entered with clicking pattens.
"What woman is that ?" Bathsheba asked.
"I be his lawful wife!" continued the voice with greater prominence of manner and tone.

This lady called herself five-and-twenty, looked thirty, passed as thirty-five, and was forty.

She was a woman who never, like some newly married, showed conjugal tenderness in public, perhaps because she had none to show.
"Oh, you are," said Bathsheba.

"Well, Laban, will you stay on ?" "Yes, he'll stay, ma'am!" said again the shrill tongue of Laban's lawful wife.
"Well, he can speak for himself, I suppose." "Oh Lord, not he, ma'am! A simple tool.