I've told yo' once.

It were unlike Philip to think o' such a thing.' 'But thou mun ha' been thinkin' on him at times i' a' these years.
Bad as he'd behaved hissel', he were t' feyther o' thy little un.
What did ta think he had been agait on when he left here ?' 'I didn't know.

I were noane so keen a-thinking on him at first.

I tried to put him out o' my thoughts a'together, for it made me like mad to think how he'd stood between me and--that other.

But I'd begun to wonder and to wonder about him, and to think I should like to hear as he were doing well.