Chapter 17

‘But I canna see why you mun go and kill the poor owd drake. Owd drake and me was allus friendly.’ ‘I wanted a hat that colour.’ ‘If you allus kill to have, you’ll go to the land o’ silence raddled all o’er.’ ‘I dunna care.’ ‘Mind the day dunna come when you’ll sup sorrow for it.’ ‘I shall get preaching in Sil’erton, thank ye kindly. Look! There’s public. What a lost and forgotten place it looks. I canna bear the way the sign creaks, winter.’ ‘It’s unket, like the gyland. But it’s a grand place enough, with all the…