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“
I
like
it
to
turn
up
,
”
said
Mary
.
“
An
’
his
eyes
is
so
round
,
”
said
Martha
,
a
trifle
doubtful
.
“
Though
they
’
re
a
nice
color
.
”
“
I
like
them
round
,
”
said
Mary
.
“
And
they
are
exactly
the
color
of
the
sky
over
the
moor
.
”
Martha
beamed
with
satisfaction
.
“
Mother
says
he
made
’
em
that
color
with
always
lookin
’
up
at
th
’
birds
an
’
th
’
clouds
.
But
he
has
got
a
big
mouth
,
hasn
’
t
he
,
now
?
”
“
I
love
his
big
mouth
,
”
said
Mary
obstinately
.
“
I
wish
mine
were
just
like
it
.
”
Martha
chuckled
delightedly
.
“
It
’
d
look
rare
an
’
funny
in
thy
bit
of
a
face
,
”
she
said
.
“
But
I
knowed
it
would
be
that
way
when
tha
’
saw
him
.
How
did
tha
’
like
th
’
seeds
an
’
th
’
garden
tools
?
”
“
How
did
you
know
he
brought
them
?
”
asked
Mary
.
“
Eh
!
I
never
thought
of
him
not
bringin
’
’
em
.
He
’
d
be
sure
to
bring
’
em
if
they
was
in
Yorkshire
.
He
’
s
such
a
trusty
lad
.
