Tha'lt make a mon yet.

God bless thee!" Dickon held Colin's arm strongly but the boy had not begun to falter.
He stood straighter and straighter and looked Ben Weatherstaff in the face.
"I'm your master," he said, "when my father is away.

And you are to obey me.

This is my garden.

Don't dare to say a word about it! You get down from that ladder and go out to the Long Walk and Miss Mary will meet you and bring you here.