So once more I say, judge for yourself." "Well, madam," said Monckton, "I will try, if you will oblige me with the facts." "That is reasonable," said Mrs.Dawson, loftily, but after some little consideration.

"The facts I will declare, and not a lie among 'em." "That will be a novelty," thought her cynical hearer, but he held his tongue, and looked respectfully attentive.
"Colonel Clifford," said Mrs.Dawson, "hates Bartley like poison, and Bartley him.

The Colonel vows he will have him off the land and out of the bowels of the earth, and he have sent him a lawyer's letter; for everything leaks out in this village, along of the servants' chattering.

Bartley he don't value a lawyer's letter no more than that.

He defies the Colonel, and they'll go at it hammer and tongs at the 'Sizes, and spend a mint of money in law.