"No!"
"Stop a minute, measter." Then going up confidentially close, he said, "Is th' young gentleman cleared?" He enforced the depth of his intelligence by a wink of the eye, which only made things more mysterious to Mr. Thornton.
"Th' young gentleman, I mean--Master Frederick, they ca'ed him--her brother as was over here, yo' known."
"Over here."
"Ay, to be sure, at th' missus's death. Yo' need na be feared of my telling; for Mary and me, we knowed it all along, only we held our peace, for we got it through Mary working in th' house."
"And he was over. It was her brother."

'No!'
'Stop a minute, measter.' Going up confidentially close, he said, 'Is th' young gentleman cleared?' and winked his eye, which only made things more mysterious to Mr. Thornton.
'Th' young gentleman - Master Frederick - her brother as was over here, yo' known.'
'Over here?'
'Ay, to be sure, at th' missus's death. Yo' need na be feared of my telling; for Mary and me, we knowed it all along, from Mary working in th' house.'
'And he was over. It was her brother!'
