He turned and smiled at her, but did not see me; for I stood in the shade behind the half-open door.

He had a short black moustache and a not unpleasing, careless face.

His features, I thought, were better than his garments.
However, the stranger did not interest me just then I was far too full of more important matters.

"Why don't 'ee taake an' vollow thik ther gen'leman, zur ?" the landlady said, pointing one large red hand after him.

"Ur do go down to Urd Gap to zwim every marnin'.