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the man to drive on. Goodbye, goodbye!’
The cock crew again.
‘Hoosh! Just you be off, sir, or I’ll twist your neck!’ said
the dairyman with some irritation, turning to the bird and
driving him away. And to his wife as they went indoors:
‘Now, to think o’ that just to-day! I’ve not heard his crow of
an afternoon all the year afore.’
‘It only means a change in the weather,’ said she; ‘not
what you think: ‘tis impossible!’