"
"I shouldn't be surprised, now, if yon Robbie Anderson has been up to
something with him," said Liza, with a curl of the lip intended to
convey an idea of overpowering disgust at the conduct of the absent
Robbie.
"And maybe he has," said Mr. Garth, with a ponderous shake of the
head, denoting the extent of his reverse. Evidently "he could an' he
would."
"But you'll go to them, won't you, Joseph? That is them as wants
them--leastways one of them--them as wants _him_ will go and take him,
won't they?"
"That they will," said Joseph emphatically. "But I must be off, lass;
for I've the horses to get ready, forby the shortness of the time."
"So you're going on horseback, eh, Joey? Will it take you long?"
"A matter of two hours, for we must go by the Black Sail and come back
to Wastdale Head, and that's round-about, thou knows." "So you'll take
them on Wastdale Head, then, eh?" said Liza, turning her head aside as
though in the abundance of her maidenly modesty, but really glancing
slyly under the corner of her bonnet in the direction taken by the
mourners, and wondering if they could be overtaken.
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