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DINNY CONSENTS. 247 with the authority of one who knew, though as to women’s ways he was a child. ‘© Ah, an’ she’s a cliver one, sor!” ‘Well, what is it, Dinny?” cried Humphrey, excitedly. “ Be aisy, sor, and lave it to us. The darlin’ has set her moind on getting away from Black Mazzard, and she’s too gintle a crature to go to extremities and tuk his head off some night like the lady did in the tint, or to handle a hammer and a nail and fix his head to the ground. She don’t like to be too hard upon him, sor, so she proposed a plan to me, and it will be all right.” * But, Dinny te *¢ Be aisy, sor, or yell spoil all. Jist wait quite riddy, like, till some avening I shall come to ye all in a hurry, hold up me little finger to ye, which will mane come, and ye'll foind it all cut and dhried for ye.” 9 “ But, my good fellow ‘“‘ Faix, sor, don’t go on like that before ve done. I want to say that ye must be at home here riddy. If the skipper asks ye to dinner, don’t go; and if ye hear a big, powerful noise, don’t git running out to see what it is, but go on aisy like, saying to yerself, ‘Dinny’s getting riddy for me, and he may come at anny time.” «* And are you going to keep me in the dark?” ‘An’ he calls it kaping him in the dark! Ah, well, sor, I won't do that! I'll jist tell ye, thin. Ye know the owld chapel place ?” ‘“¢ Chapel ! ” “Well, church, thin, sor. That’s what they say it was, The little wan wid the stone picture of the owld gintleman sit- ting over the door.” ‘That square temple?” “Yis, sor. It’s all the same. The haythens who lived out Gomilcbooks