Looking about one afternoon (hay-making was again going on), no one seemed about, though Pender was in the dairy. laughing, ‘and he had never done that before, — and with no more ado he got atop and said, ‘Not don’t be a fool’, and then he did it, — and that’s all”, said Mrs. you lost your young man, and thought you would be fucked by some one.” “I did not think at all about it, but in a sort of spiteful fit, when he asked me to marry him, I said yes. yes, they have tried all round I think”, said she laughing, “you have, — so has the squire, and lots of ’em, you can’t help that, — if a girl’s taken unawares a man can get his hand on her thighs, but he won’t get more; and I always slapped their heads, and there was an end of it.” I recollect certainly her slap-ping at mine hard enough.
