The old man had slept off his anger and his beer while Ruby had been preparing the feast, and now roused himself to entertain his guests. "What, Joe Mixet; is that thou? Thou'rt welcome. Come in, man. Well, John, how is it wi' you? Ruby's a stewing o' something for us to eat a bit. Don't 'e smell it?"--John Crumb lifted up his great nose, sniffed and grinned.

The old man roused himself to entertain his guests.
"Joe Mixet; is that thou? Come in, man. Well, John, how is it wi' you? Ruby's a stewing o' something for us to eat."
