I'll warrant tha'rt like thy mother too.

Our Martha told me as Mrs.Medlock heard she was a pretty woman.

Tha'lt be like a blush rose when tha' grows up, my little lass, bless thee." She did not mention that when Martha came home on her "day out" and described the plain sallow child she had said that she had no confidence whatever in what Mrs.Medlock had heard.

"It doesn't stand to reason that a pretty woman could be th' mother o' such a fou' little lass," she had added obstinately.
Mary had not had time to pay much attention to her changing face.

She had only known that she looked "different" and seemed to have a great deal more hair and that it was growing very fast.