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for we are not as clever as you think us, Hannah. We don't speak
German, and we cannot read it without a dictionary to help us.'
'And what good does it do you?'
'We mean to teach it some time- or at least the elements, as they
say; and then we shall get more money than we do now.'
'Varry like: but give ower studying; ye've done enough for
to-night.'
'I think we have: at least I'm tired. Mary, are you?'
'Mortally: after all, it's tough work fagging away at a language
with no master but a lexicon.'
'It is, especially such a language as this crabbed but glorious
Deutsch. I wonder when St. John will come home.'
'Surely he will not be long now: it is just ten (looking at a
little gold watch she drew from her girdle). It rains fast, Hannah:
will you have the goodness to look at the fire in the parlour?'
The woman rose: she opened a door, through which I dimly saw a
passage: soon I heard her stir a fire in an inner room; she
presently came back.
'Ah, childer!' said she, 'it fair troubles me to go into yond' room
now: it looks so lonesome wi' the chair empty and set back in a