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Rh in such a cause. I bear no ill-will to Squire Bashpoole."

"I do. And it isn't thy quarrel I'm fighting with him. He knows what he is being punished for, though the wrong is as old as thou art. When I gave him a look t' other day, he knew that look meant 'Mary Sorley,' and not Jonathan Burley. I hev given him a good lot of whippings on that old score, and mebbe I wouldn't hev brought it up again but for t' way he hes talked about my grandniece, Mistress Aske. Thou let him and me alone. There's nobody knows t' ins and t' outs of our quarrel but oursens. What was thou at Aske's so early for to-day?"

"Why, Aske is varry badly. He doesn't get well, and Eleanor sent for me last night. T' doctors think he ought to go to London or Paris, and see some great men, I've forgotten t' names, and Eleanor wanted me to persuade him to take t' advice given him. He looks varry thin and white, and he suffers a deal. But it is t' queerest thing how he hes taken to me; not but it is just as queer to feel how I hev taken to him. I felt fit to cry this morning to see him so bad off." 18