"If for a yarn, to plaise children or maidens, or a bit of argyment about his business, or talk about his neighbours, or aught that consarns him--why, lads must be fools, and I can smoke my pipe and think that at his age I was like him.
But when it comes to talking of his betters, and the Government, and the right of everybody to command the ship, and the soup--soup, what was it ?" "Superior position of the working classes, dignity of labour, undefeasible rights of mankind to the soil as they was born in, and soshallistick--something." "So--shall--I--stick equality," Mr.Tugwell amended, triumphantly; "and so shall I stick him, by the holy poker, afore the end of the week is out.

I've a-been fool enough to leave off ropesending of him now for a matter of two years, because 'a was good, and outgrowing of it like, and because you always coom between us.

But mind you, mother, I'll have none of that, next time.

Business I means, and good measure it shall be." "Zeb Tugwell," said his wife, longing greatly to defy him, but frightened by the steadfast gaze she met, "you can never mean to say that you would lay your hand on Dan--a grown man, a'most as big as yourself, and a good half-head taller! Suppose he was to hit you back again!" "If he did, I should just kill him," Zeb answered, calmly.

"He would be but a jellyfish in my two hands.