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“
Well
,
I
can
’
t
understand
a
quiet
ladylike
little
body
like
Tamsin
Yeobright
caring
to
be
married
in
such
a
mean
way
,
”
said
Susan
Nunsuch
,
the
wide
woman
,
who
preferred
the
original
subject
.
“
’
Tis
worse
than
the
poorest
do
.
And
I
shouldn
’
t
have
cared
about
the
man
,
though
some
may
say
he
’
s
good
-
looking
.
”
“
To
give
him
his
due
he
’
s
a
clever
,
learned
fellow
in
his
way
—
a
’
most
as
clever
as
Clym
Yeobright
used
to
be
.
He
was
brought
up
to
better
things
than
keeping
the
Quiet
Woman
.
An
engineer
—
that
’
s
what
the
man
was
,
as
we
know
;
but
he
threw
away
his
chance
,
and
so
’
a
took
a
public
house
to
live
.
His
learning
was
no
use
to
him
at
all
.
”
“
Very
often
the
case
,
”
said
Olly
,
the
besom
-
maker
.
“
And
yet
how
people
do
strive
after
it
and
get
it
!
The
class
of
folk
that
couldn
’
t
use
to
make
a
round
O
to
save
their
bones
from
the
pit
can
write
their
names
now
without
a
sputter
of
the
pen
,
oftentimes
without
a
single
blot
—
what
do
I
say
?
—
why
,
almost
without
a
desk
to
lean
their
stomachs
and
elbows
upon
.
”
“
True
—
’
tis
amazing
what
a
polish
the
world
have
been
brought
to
,
”
said
Humphrey
.
“
Why
,
afore
I
went
a
soldier
in
the
Bang
-
up
Locals
(
as
we
was
called
)
,
in
the
year
four
,
”
chimed
in
Grandfer
Cantle
brightly
,
“
I
didn
’
t
know
no
more
what
the
world
was
like
than
the
commonest
man
among
ye
.
And
now
,
jown
it
all
,
I
won
’
t
say
what
I
bain
’
t
fit
for
,
hey
?
”
“
Couldst
sign
the
book
,
no
doubt
,
”
said
Fairway
,
“
if
wast
young
enough
to
join
hands
with
a
woman
again
,
like
Wildeve
and
Mis
’
ess
Tamsin
,
which
is
more
than
Humph
there
could
do
,
for
he
follows
his
father
in
learning
.
Ah
,
Humph
,
well
I
can
mind
when
I
was
married
how
I
zid
thy
father
’
s
mark
staring
me
in
the
face
as
I
went
to
put
down
my
name
.
He
and
your
mother
were
the
couple
married
just
afore
we
were
and
there
stood
they
father
’
s
cross
with
arms
stretched
out
like
a
great
banging
scarecrow
.
What
a
terrible
black
cross
that
was
—
thy
father
’
s
very
likeness
in
en
!
To
save
my
soul
I
couldn
’
t
help
laughing
when
I
zid
en
,
though
all
the
time
I
was
as
hot
as
dog
-
days
,
what
with
the
marrying
,
and
what
with
the
woman
a
-
hanging
to
me
,
and
what
with
Jack
Changley
and
a
lot
more
chaps
grinning
at
me
through
church
window
.
But
the
next
moment
a
strawmote
would
have
knocked
me
down
,
for
I
called
to
mind
that
if
thy
father
and
mother
had
had
high
words
once
,
they
’
d
been
at
it
twenty
times
since
they
’
d
been
man
and
wife
,
and
I
zid
myself
as
the
next
poor
stunpoll
to
get
into
the
same
mess
.
.
.
.
Ah
—
well
,
what
a
day
’
twas
!
”
“
Wildeve
is
older
than
Tamsin
Yeobright
by
a
good
-
few
summers
.
A
pretty
maid
too
she
is
.
A
young
woman
with
a
home
must
be
a
fool
to
tear
her
smock
for
a
man
like
that
.
”
The
speaker
,
a
peat
-
or
turf
-
cutter
,
who
had
newly
joined
the
group
,
carried
across
his
shoulder
the
singular
heart
-
shaped
spade
of
large
dimensions
used
in
that
species
of
labour
,
and
its
well
-
whetted
edge
gleamed
like
a
silver
bow
in
the
beams
of
the
fire
.
