"You can't stop them women, squoire. There ain't no dropping into them. But, Lord love 'ee, she shall come and be missus of my house to-morrow, and what 'll it matter her then what they say? But, squoire,--did ye hear if the Baro-nite had been a' hanging about that place?"

"You can't stop them women, squoire. But, Lord love 'ee, she shall come and be missus of my house tomorrow, and what'll it matter then what they say? 