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Adam Bede

CHAPTER XI
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But thee'lt know when thee gets thy parridge burnt, as it's like enough to be when I'n gi'en o'er makin' it.
Thee'lt think thy mother war good for summat then." "Dinah," said Seth, "do come and sit down now and have your breakfast.
We're all served now." "Aye, come an' sit ye down--do," said Lisbeth, "an' ate a morsel; ye'd need, arter bein' upo' your legs this hour an' half a'ready.

Come, then," she added, in a tone of complaining affection, as Dinah sat down by her side, "I'll be loath for ye t' go, but ye canna stay much longer, I doubt.

I could put up wi' ye i' th' house better nor wi' most folks." "I'll stay till to-night if you're willing," said Dinah.

"I'd stay longer, only I'm going back to Snowfield on Saturday, and I must be with my aunt to-morrow." "Eh, I'd ne'er go back to that country.

My old man come from that Stonyshire side, but he left it when he war a young un, an' i' the right on't too; for he said as there war no wood there, an' it 'ud ha' been a bad country for a carpenter." "Ah," said Adam, "I remember father telling me when I was a little lad that he made up his mind if ever he moved it should be south'ard.


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