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The
dairyman
paused
,
and
one
or
two
words
of
comment
came
from
the
listeners
.
Dairyman
Crick
’
s
stories
often
seemed
to
be
ended
when
they
were
not
really
so
,
and
strangers
were
betrayed
into
premature
interjections
of
finality
;
though
old
friends
knew
better
.
The
narrator
went
on
—
“
Well
,
how
the
old
woman
should
have
had
the
wit
to
guess
it
I
could
never
tell
,
but
she
found
out
that
he
was
inside
that
there
churn
.
Without
saying
a
word
she
took
hold
of
the
winch
(
it
was
turned
by
handpower
then
)
,
and
round
she
swung
him
,
and
Jack
began
to
flop
about
inside
.
‘
O
Lard
!
stop
the
churn
!
let
me
out
!
’
says
he
,
popping
out
his
head
,
‘
I
shall
be
churned
into
a
pummy
!
’
(
he
was
a
cowardly
chap
in
his
heart
,
as
such
men
mostly
be
)
.
‘
Not
till
ye
make
amends
for
ravaging
her
virgin
innocence
!
’
says
the
old
woman
.
‘
Stop
the
churn
you
old
witch
!
’
screams
he
.
‘
You
call
me
old
witch
,
do
ye
,
you
deceiver
!
’
says
she
,
‘
when
ye
ought
to
ha
’
been
calling
me
mother
-
law
these
last
five
months
!
’
And
on
went
the
churn
,
and
Jack
’
s
bones
rattled
round
again
.
Well
,
none
of
us
ventured
to
interfere
;
and
at
last
‘
a
promised
to
make
it
right
wi
’
her
.
‘
Yes
—
I
’
ll
be
as
good
as
my
word
!
’
he
said
.
And
so
it
ended
that
day
.
”
While
the
listeners
were
smiling
their
comments
there
was
a
quick
movement
behind
their
backs
,
and
they
looked
round
.
Tess
,
pale
-
faced
,
had
gone
to
the
door
.
“
How
warm
’
tis
today
!
”
she
said
,
almost
inaudibly
.
It
was
warm
,
and
none
of
them
connected
her
withdrawal
with
the
reminiscences
of
the
dairyman
.
He
went
forward
and
opened
the
door
for
her
,
saying
with
tender
raillery
—
“
Why
,
maidy
”
(
he
frequently
,
with
unconscious
irony
,
gave
her
this
pet
name
)
,
“
the
prettiest
milker
I
’
ve
got
in
my
dairy
;
you
mustn
’
t
get
so
fagged
as
this
at
the
first
breath
of
summer
weather
,
or
we
shall
be
finely
put
to
for
want
of
‘
ee
by
dog
-
days
,
shan
’
t
we
,
Mr
Clare
?
”
“
I
was
faint
—
and
—
I
think
I
am
better
out
o
’
doors
,
”
she
said
mechanically
;
and
disappeared
outside
.
Fortunately
for
her
the
milk
in
the
revolving
churn
at
that
moment
changed
its
squashing
for
a
decided
flick
-
flack
.
