family returned from Italy. Jonathan was made aware of this fact by meeting the squire one morning going to Aske as he was returning from an early call upon his son-in-law. At this meeting Bashpoole forgot the courtesy Burley had complained of. On the contrary, he accosted him with a blunt anger, whose spirit was unmistakably rude.
"Jonathan Burley," he said, "let me tell you I think it a great misfortune that my nephew ever had anything whatever to do with you or your family. You are a low set, sir, low both in your liking and your revenge. That is my mind about you!"
"Well, I didn't ask thee for thy mind," answered Burley, "and I don't care a jot for it now thou hes given it to me. But I'd a deal rather know it, and hev it, than I'd hev thy civil words, which niver did mean aught. In t' future, though, don't thee speak to me at all. I want nowt of thee, not even thy mind. Morning, sir."
He could not make up his mind to say good morning. "I don't see" he muttered, "why I should lie for him, and I don't wish him a good-morning;" and he flicked his whip angrily as he
