"Theer, theer, master! Theer's ne'er a man, to call a man, amongst us, but what would do th' same; ay, and better too; for, belie' me, Is'e ne'er got a stroke o' work, nor yet a sight of any. For all I telled Hamper that, let alone his pledge--which I would not sign--no, I could na, not e'en for this--he'd ne'er ha' such a worker on his mill as I would be--he'd ha' none o' me--no more would none o' th' others. I'm a poor black feckless sheep--childer may clem for ought I can do, unless, parson, yo'd help me?"
"Help you! How? I would do anything,--but what can I do?"
"Miss there"--for Margaret had re-entered the room, and stood silent, listening--"has often talked grand o' the South, and the ways down there. Now I dunnot know how far off it is, but I been thinking if I could get 'em down theer, where food is cheap and wages good, and all the folk, rich and poor, master and man, friendly like; yo' could, may be, help me to work. I'm not forty-five, and I've a deal o' strength in me, measter."

'Theer, theer, master! Theer's ne'er a man amongst us, but what would do th' same. Ay, and better too; for I'se ne'er got a stroke o' work. For all I telled them that they'd ne'er ha' such a worker as I would be - they'd ha' none o' me. I'm a poor black feckless sheep - childer may clem for aught I can do, unless, parson, yo'd help me?'
'Help you! I would do anything - but what can I do?'
'Miss there' - for Margaret had re-entered the room, and stood listening - 'has often talked grand o' the South. Now I dunnot know how far off it is, but I've been thinking if I could get down theer, where food is cheap and wages good, and all the folk friendly like; yo' could, maybe, help me to find work. I'm not forty-five, and I've a deal o' strength in me, measter.'
