...embarrassment which had been brought about by her own merit, and not by other people's fault. " I'm none for worreting," said Mr Poyser, rising from his...roots behind us, I doubt, and niver thrive again." CHAPTER XXXIII. MORE LINKS. THE barley was all carried at last, and the harvest suppers went by without...

...embarrass-ment which had been brought about by her own merit, and not by other people's fault. " I'm none for worreting," said Mr Poyser, rising from his...roots behind us, I doubt, and niver thrive again." CHAPTER XXXIII. MOKE LINKS. THE barley was all carried at last, and the harvest suppers went by without...

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...embarrassment which had been brought about by her own merit, and not by other people's fault. " I'm none for worreting," said Mr. Poyser, rising from...leave th' old place, and the parish where I was bred ami born, and father afore me. We should leave our roots behind us, I doubt, and niver thrive again."...

...none for worreting," said Mr. Poyser, rising from his threee-cornered chair and walking slowly toward the door; " but I should be loath to leave th' old...We should leave our roots behind us, I doubt, and never thrive again." CHAPTER XXXIH. MOKE LIXKS. THE barley was all carried at last, and the harvest...

...none for worreting," said Mr. Poyser, rising from his threee-cornered chair and walking slowly toward the door ; "but I should be loath to leave th' old...We should leave our roots behind us, I doubt, and never thrive again." CHAPTER XXXIII. MORE LINKS. THE barley was all carried at last, and the harvest...

...embarrassment which had been brought about by her own merit, and not by other people's fault. " I'm none for worreting," said Mr Poyser, rising from his...roots behind us, I doubt, and niver thrive again." CHAPTER XXXIII. MOKE LINKS. THE barley was all carried at last, and the harvest suppers went by without...

...Why, I saw him myself last market-day a-carrying a basket wi' oranges in't.—Martin Poyser. —o— I should be loath to leave th' old place, and the...leave our roots behind us, I doubt, and niver thrive again.—Martin Poyser. The weather, you see, 's a ticklish thing, an' a fool 'ull hit on't sometimes...

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...none for worreting," said Mr. Poyser, rising firm, his three-cornered chair and walking slowly toward the door "but I should be loath to leave th' old place, and the pa:isli where I was bred and born. and father afore me. We sho> .Id {save our roost behind us, I doubt,...