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"
Surely
he
will
not
be
long
now
:
it
is
just
ten
(
looking
at
a
little
gold
watch
she
drew
from
her
girdle
)
.
It
rains
fast
,
Hannah
:
will
you
have
the
goodness
to
look
at
the
fire
in
the
parlour
?
"
The
woman
rose
:
she
opened
a
door
,
through
which
I
dimly
saw
a
passage
:
soon
I
heard
her
stir
a
fire
in
an
inner
room
;
she
presently
came
back
.
"
Ah
,
childer
!
"
said
she
,
"
it
fair
troubles
me
to
go
into
yond
'
room
now
:
it
looks
so
lonesome
wi
'
the
chair
empty
and
set
back
in
a
corner
.
"
She
wiped
her
eyes
with
her
apron
:
the
two
girls
,
grave
before
,
looked
sad
now
.
"
But
he
is
in
a
better
place
,
"
continued
Hannah
:
"
we
should
n't
wish
him
here
again
.
And
then
,
nobody
need
to
have
a
quieter
death
nor
he
had
.
"
"
You
say
he
never
mentioned
us
?
"
inquired
one
of
the
ladies
.
"
He
had
n't
time
,
bairn
:
he
was
gone
in
a
minute
,
was
your
father
.
He
had
been
a
bit
ailing
like
the
day
before
,
but
naught
to
signify
;
and
when
Mr.
St.
John
asked
if
he
would
like
either
o
'
ye
to
be
sent
for
,
he
fair
laughed
at
him
.
He
began
again
with
a
bit
of
a
heaviness
in
his
head
the
next
day
--
that
is
,
a
fortnight
sin
'
--
and
he
went
to
sleep
and
niver
wakened
:
he
wor
a
'm
ost
stark
when
your
brother
went
into
t
'
chamber
and
fand
him
.
Ah
,
childer
!
that
's
t
'
last
o
'
t
'
old
stock
--
for
ye
and
Mr.
St.
John
is
like
of
different
soart
to
them
'
at
's
gone
;
for
all
your
mother
wor
mich
i
'
your
way
,
and
a
'
most
as
book-learned
.
She
wor
the
pictur
'
o
'
ye
,
Mary
:
Diana
is
more
like
your
father
.
"
I
thought
them
so
similar
I
could
not
tell
where
the
old
servant
(
for
such
I
now
concluded
her
to
be
)
saw
the
difference
.
Both
were
fair
complexioned
and
slenderly
made
;
both
possessed
faces
full
of
distinction
and
intelligence
.
One
,
to
be
sure
,
had
hair
a
shade
darker
than
the
other
,
and
there
was
a
difference
in
their
style
of
wearing
it
;
Mary
's
pale
brown
locks
were
parted
and
braided
smooth
:
Diana
's
duskier
tresses
covered
her
neck
with
thick
curls
.
The
clock
struck
ten
.
"
Ye
'll
want
your
supper
,
I
am
sure
,
"
observed
Hannah
;
"
and
so
will
Mr.
St.
John
when
he
comes
in
.
"
