Don't any of you know his name." "Never heard the man's name in my life, or seed his form afore." The fire began to get worsted, and Gabriel's elevated position being no longer required of him, he made as if to descend.
"Maryann," said the girl on horseback, "go to him as he comes down, and say that the farmer wishes to thank him for the great service he has done." Maryann stalked off towards the rick and met Oak at the foot of the ladder.

She delivered her message.
"Where is your master the farmer ?" asked Gabriel, kindling with the idea of getting employment that seemed to strike him now.
"'Tisn't a master; 'tis a mistress, shepherd." "A woman farmer ?" "Ay, 'a b'lieve, and a rich one too!" said a bystander.

"Lately 'a came here from a distance.

Took on her uncle's farm, who died suddenly.

Used to measure his money in half-pint cups.