human
The two years at th' academy 'ud ha' done well enough, the miller went on,
gpt
Well, Mr. Tulliver, said she,
human
You may kill every fowl i' the yard if you like, Bessy, but I shall ask neither aunt nor uncle what I'm to do wi' my own lad,
gpt
Dear heart! said Mrs. Tulliver,
human
Well, well, we won't send him out o' reach o' the carrier's cart, if other things fit in, said Mr. Tulliver.
gpt
But you mustn't put a spoke i' the wheel about the washin' if we can't get a school near enough. But it's an uncommon puzzling thing to know what school to pick.
human
I know what I'll do, I'll talk it over wi' Riley. He's coming to-morrow.
gpt
Well, Mr. Tulliver, I've put the sheets out for the best bed, and Kezia's got 'em hanging at the fire. They aren't the best sheets, but they're good enough for anybody to sleep in, be he who he will.