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And
fell
’
on
his
bend
’
-
ded
knee
’
,
That
what
’
-
so
-
e
’
er
’
the
queen
’
shall
say
’
,
No
harm
’
there
-
of
’
may
be
’
.
”
Want
of
breath
prevented
a
continuance
of
the
song
;
and
the
breakdown
attracted
the
attention
of
a
firm
-
standing
man
of
middle
age
,
who
kept
each
corner
of
his
crescent
-
shaped
mouth
rigorously
drawn
back
into
his
cheek
,
as
if
to
do
away
with
any
suspicion
of
mirthfulness
which
might
erroneously
have
attached
to
him
.
“
A
fair
stave
,
Grandfer
Cantle
;
but
I
am
afeard
’
tis
too
much
for
the
mouldy
weasand
of
such
a
old
man
as
you
,
”
he
said
to
the
wrinkled
reveller
.
“
Dostn
’
t
wish
th
’
wast
three
sixes
again
,
Grandfer
,
as
you
was
when
you
first
learnt
to
sing
it
?
”
“
Hey
?
”
said
Grandfer
Cantle
,
stopping
in
his
dance
.
“
Dostn
’
t
wish
wast
young
again
,
I
say
?
There
’
s
a
hole
in
thy
poor
bellows
nowadays
seemingly
.
”
“
But
there
’
s
good
art
in
me
?
If
I
couldn
’
t
make
a
little
wind
go
a
long
ways
I
should
seem
no
younger
than
the
most
aged
man
,
should
I
,
Timothy
?
”
“
And
how
about
the
new
-
married
folks
down
there
at
the
Quiet
Woman
Inn
?
”
the
other
inquired
,
pointing
towards
a
dim
light
in
the
direction
of
the
distant
highway
,
but
considerably
apart
from
where
the
reddleman
was
at
that
moment
resting
.
“
What
’
s
the
rights
of
the
matter
about
’
em
?
You
ought
to
know
,
being
an
understanding
man
.
”
