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’
Why
,
wheer
was
yer
Dad
?
’
The
little
girl
clung
to
her
grandmother
’
s
skirts
and
simpered
.
’
He
was
there
,
’
said
Connie
,
’
but
he
’
d
shot
a
poaching
cat
,
and
the
child
was
upset
.
’
’
Oh
,
you
’
d
no
right
t
’
ave
bothered
,
Lady
Chatterley
,
I
’
m
sure
!
I
’
m
sure
it
was
very
good
of
you
,
but
you
shouldn
’
t
’
ave
bothered
.
Why
,
did
ever
you
see
!
’
-
-
and
the
old
woman
turned
to
the
child
:
’
Fancy
Lady
Chatterley
takin
’
all
that
trouble
over
yer
!
Why
,
she
shouldn
’
t
’
ave
bothered
!
’
’
It
was
no
bother
,
just
a
walk
,
’
said
Connie
smiling
.
’
Why
,
I
’
m
sure
’
twas
very
kind
of
you
,
I
must
say
!
So
she
was
crying
!
I
knew
there
’
d
be
something
afore
they
got
far
.
She
’
s
frightened
of
’
im
,
that
’
s
wheer
it
is
.
Seems
’
e
’
s
almost
a
stranger
to
’
er
,
fair
a
stranger
,
and
I
don
’
t
think
they
’
re
two
as
’
d
hit
it
off
very
easy
.
He
’
s
got
funny
ways
.
’
Connie
didn
’
t
know
what
to
say
.
’
Look
,
Gran
!
’
simpered
the
child
.
The
old
woman
looked
down
at
the
sixpence
in
the
little
girl
’
s
hand
.
