I consider mysel' a young man yet, i' everything, except it be somethin' at's uncuth to me." And now, old John, the grinder, began to complain again of how badly he had been used about the broken windows in Nile Street.

But the old chairmaker stopped him; and, turning up his blind eyes, he said, "John, don't you be foolish.
Bother no moor abeawt it.

All things has but a time.".