We folk down here heard o' nothing else for all that year.

She got hold o' Squire, this ere woman did, though he was but a school-boy, and she old enough to be his mother, bless ye, and was married to him.

And they kep' it secret for six months; and that's what bangs me most about it all.

For Carew, he can keep nothing secret--nothing: he blurts all out; and that's why he seems so much worse than he is to some people.

Oh, she must have been a deep one, she must!" "You never saw her, then ?" asked Yorke, carelessly shading his eyes, as though from the westering sun, which Midas-like, was turning every thing it touched in that broad landscape into gold.
"Oh yes, I see her; she was here with Squire near half a year.