But, by-and-by, she said,-- 'Yo'll have heared how Kinraid--who's a captain now, and a grand officer--has gone and got married.' 'Nay!' said Kester, in genuine surprise.

'He niver has, for sure!' 'Ay, but he has,' said Sylvia.

'And I'm sure I dunnot see why he shouldn't.' 'Well, well!' said Kester, not looking up at her, for he caught the inflections in the tones of her voice.

'He were a fine stirrin' chap, yon; an' he were allays for doin' summut; an' when he fund as he couldn't ha' one thing as he'd set his mind on, a reckon he thought he mun put up wi' another.' 'It 'ud be no "putting up,"' said Sylvia.

'She were staying at Bessy Dawson's, and she come here to see me--she's as pretty a young lady as yo'd see on a summer's day; and a real lady, too, wi' a fortune.
She didn't speak two words wi'out bringing in her husband's name,--"the captain", as she called him.' 'An' she come to see thee ?' said Kester, cocking his eye at Sylvia with the old shrewd look.