George MacDonald,
Annals of a Quiet Neighbourhood
“ Thou knows how to talk, Rogers. But how will it be when the children comes, and no mill?” “To grind ’em in, old ’oman?” Mrs Rogers turned to me, who was listening with real interest, and much amusement. “I wish you would speak a word to Old Rogers, sir. He never will speak as he’s spoken to. He’s always over merry, or over serious. He either takes me up short with a sermon, or he laughs me out of countenance that I don’t know where to look.” ”
