them. He was prompted to express his disbelief very strongly—perhaps that he might call forth the proofs, if there were any to be offered.
"What dost say such things for, mother, when thee'st got no foundation for 'em? Thee know'st nothing as gives thee a right to say that."
"Then I knowna nought as gie's me a right to say as the year's turned, for all I feel 't fust thing when I get up i' th' momin'. She isna fond o' Seth, I reckon, is she? She doesna want t' marry him? But I can see as she doesna behave tow'rt thee as she does tow'rt Seth. She makes no more o' Seth's coming a-nigh her nor if he war Gyp, but she's all of a tremble when thee't a-sittin' down by her at breakfast, an' a-lookin' at her. Thee think'st thy mother knows nought, but she war alive afore thee wast born."
"But thee canstna be sure as the trembling means love?" said Adam, anxiously.
"Eh, what else should it mane? It isna hate, I reckon. An' what should she do but love thee? Thee't made to be loved—for where's there a straighter, cliverer man? An' what's it sinnify her bein' a Methody? It's on'y th' marigold i' th' parridge."
