human
Gude mornin', Mr. Chown,
gpt
Marnin', ma'am. Let us pass, if you please.
human
Are you coming in? Why?
gpt
Us caan't bide no more, an' us caan't give no more reasons. The Law ban't 'spected to give reasons for its deeds, an' us won't be bamboozled an' put off a minute longer, answered Chown grimly.
human
March, I tell 'e, Peter Lamacraft.
gpt
You caan't see my husband.
human
But we'm gwaine to see un. He've got to see me, an' come along wi' me, tu. An' if he's wise, he'll come quiet an' keep his mouth shut. That much I'll tell un for his gude.
gpt
If you'll listen, I might make you onderstand how 'tis you caan't see Will, said Phoebe quietly.
human
You must knaw he runned away an' went soldiering before he married me. Then he comed back for love of me wi'out axin' any man's leave.
gpt
So much the worse, ma'am; he'm a desarter!
human
The dark wickedness! gasped Mr. Blee;
gpt
Well, you needn't trouble any more, continued Phoebe to the policemen.
human
My husband be gwaine to take this matter into his awn hands now.
gpt
That's gude, that is!--now he 'm blawn upon!
human
He 's gwaine to give himself up--he caan't do more,
gpt
Coourse he caan't do more. What more do 'e want?
human
Him, answered Mr. Chown.
gpt
No more an' no less; an' everything said will be used against him.
human
You glumpy auld Dowl!
gpt
All right, all right. You just wait, all of 'e! Wheer's the man? How much longer be I to bide his pleasure? March! Damn it all! be the Law a laughing-stock?
human
He's gone, said Phoebe, as Mr. Lamacraft entered the farm, put one foot on the bottom step of the stairs, then turned for further orders.
gpt
He's gone, before light. He rested two hours or so, then us harnessed the trap an' he drove away to Moreton to take fust train to Plymouth by way o' Newton Abbot. An' he said as Ted Chown was to go in arter breakfast an' drive the trap home.
human
Couldn't tell me nothin' as had pleased me better, said the miller.
gpt
I've only got your word for it.
human
An' what better word should 'e have? piped Billy, who in the space of half a minute had ranged himself alongside his master.
gpt
You to question the word o' Miller Lyddon, you crooked-hearted raven! Who was it spoke for 'e fifteen year ago an' got 'em to make 'e p'liceman 'cause you was tu big a fule to larn any other trade? Gert, thankless twoad! An' who was it let 'em keep the 'Green Man' awpen two nights in wan week arter closin' time, 'cause he wanted another drop hisself?
human
Come you away, said the Inspector to his constable.
gpt
Ban't for the likes of we to have any talk wi' the likes o' they. But they'll hear more of this; an' if theer's been any hookem-snivey dealin's with the Law, they'll live to be sorry. An' you follow me likewise, he added to his son, who stood hard by.
human
You come wi' me, Ted, for you doan't do no more work for runaway soldiers, nor yet bald-headed auld antics like this here!
gpt
Get off honest man's land, you black-bearded beast! screamed Billy.
human
You 'm most like of any wan ever I heard tell of to do murder yourself; an' auld as I be, I'd crawl on my hands an' knees to see you scragged for 't, if 't was so far as the sun in heaven!
gpt
That's libel, answered Mr. Chown, with cold and haughty authority;
human
So theer's an end of that. Now us'll fall to wi' no worse appetites, declared Miller.
gpt
An' as to Will, he added,
human
An' me, tu! said Mr. Blee, with a fine disregard for his recent utterances.
gpt
I've teached the chap purty nigh all he knaws an' I ban't gwaine to turn on un now, onless 't is proved blue murder. An' that Chown 's a disgrace to his cloth; an' I'd pull his ugly bat's ears on my awn behalf if I was a younger an' spryer man.