"You see, Miss," said Betty, "I've ventured to do as much of my own accord as you mought like I should, a'ter what I heard you say last night. To be sure I arn't such a purfessed cook as Jenny Deans , Miss, I think you call her; but master's much pleased with my cooking, and says how I shall make a very excellent cook in time."
"You do extremely well," said Alice, blushing at her own folly in calling poor Jane Arrowsmith by the name of Jenny Deans, "and you have done exactly as I wished this morning .

The inn was presently cleared of all but the landlord, who had stepped into an adjoining room, and the Jewish guest, who still remained in the parlour. The latter seized the opportunity of making his exit unperceived.
" What , host! " he said in a loud whisper; " mine coot sir, hosht !"
The landlord re-entered, surveying the Jew with a suspicious air.
"Can you tell me," said the latter, touching the landlord's arm in a familiar manner with the head of his cane, "where dosh that shentleman live -- that Mishter Fullarton?"
" Um ! -- You needn't ask. That gentleman is no bite , I can tell you; he's a Scotchman, an more than a match vor any Jew out o' Lunnun ."
"I know dat ; but tell, vhere dosh he live?"
"Go ask himself," said the landlord in a surly tone, as he turned away. "I like none of you Jews, I promise thee : I have lost money to your brethren myself, ere now."
" Stay a bit!" cried the stranger, seizing him by the arm; "maybe I could say something in your ear would made you like me betters ."
"I defy thee !" cried the landlord; "I know your tribe too well."
"Maybe you know myself ?"
"Know thee !"
The stranger gazed full in his face for some moments, and then stooping over his shoulder. whispered him in the ear. The words seemed to operate like a charm on the mind of the listener; he started back and gazed on the speaker with the liveliest expression of astonishment and pleasure.
"What! thee !" he said, -- " thee here in Taunton! Bee'st thee not afeard ? Hast thee vorgot so soon the land of Cock-an- Mwile ?"*
" Hisht , hisht ! I have now no time to answer questions. The times are changing fast, and thou shalt see it ere long, I promise thee : in a few days thou shalt know more. And now thou wilt give me the information I sought?"
The landlord complied, and the stranger, after laying the top of his staff against his lips in sign of secrecy, took his departure from the inn.
* Gaol

" Well ," exclaimed the landlord after he had a little recovered from his surprise, "there be some folks make no more of a halter than if it were a French cambric neckcloth. A change in the times, quoth-a ? It will be a change indeed, when the very bell-wether of all the rantypole Petitioners in Zummerzet can walk the streets o' Taunton at noonday in the sight of the king's dragoons. Well , there are zome folks that are gallas -mad: they hover about it as naatal as if they wor goin a sweetortin . If there bean't a match o' the kind in Taunton avore long, it won't be the fault of a body that I could name."

On turning, they observed a strange figure, which had passed the gate and was approaching the cottage. It was that of a Jew, well-favoured and of middle age, and with a beard and hair as black as coal.
" Mine goot ladish ," he said, taking off his hat with great respect, and bowing very low, " ish it Tone Cottage?" Ish Mashter Gaspar Fullarton's?"
Aquila answered in the affirmative.
"Here ish den ," said the stranger, taking a packet from his bosom, " lettersh , mine fair shweet young lady, from Mashter Sidney Fullarton, -- look you , for Mashter Gaspar his broder ."
"Come in -- come in," said Aquila eagerly, "and you shall see my father."
" Nay , I thank you, mine goot young lady, I have not times; but if you have lettersh for Mashter Sidney Fullarton, or persons, let them be at Lyme on the sea-coast at the full of the moon, and he shall find one ready to convey them."

"No, your honour," said the woman, somewhat subdued, when she saw the formidable appearance of Sir Percy's armed follower, and the graceful but athletic figure of the young man himself, but still speaking in a sulky and discontented voice; -- " no, ye'er honour -- but the shieling was bespoke; howsomever , I wash my hands o't , and, come what may, I shall neither mak' nor meddle i' the stoor ".

[...] but Jennie, though charged by Miss Gordon not to mention her name to the sick gentleman, was too honest to accept more praise than she thought her just due, told him he was more indebted to Lilias Gordon than to either Willie or her, for she had sent doctor Frasier to him, who, to tell the truth, was a vary skilfu' man; but Lilias, wi' her ain pratty hands, gied him his medicines, and bathed his temples, and sprinkled his bed wi' fine-smelling vinegar, and tended him as if he had been a wee sick bairn .
"And who is Lilias Gordon," asked Captain Sidmouth, "and where is she?"
"Who is Lilias Gordon! eh, sir! wha ever heard the like of that in Stornaway? Lilias Gordon is a leddy born and bred, as ony greedy Southern would desire. -- Wha is Lilias Gordon -- the laird's only daughter, my foster- chield and blood relation, for I am a Gordon mysel . Lilias Gordon is the flower of the Hebrides, wi' cheeks as fresh as a rose, and e'en like twa stars."

The lessons being over, monsieur said -- "I sal tink von week long every day, till I pay mon baisemains again at Lomley Castle to mademoiselle Vilson . Helas! I com vid mon coeur ole , vidout von littel crack, but I make moi dèpartie wid grand much pain, torment, doleur , malade l'amour ."
" Pardonnez moi , monsieur ," rejoined lady Juliet; "I supposed votre jours d' arbitrage were over many years ago."
"You tink I very much old, mi lady, you mistake," replied the Frenchman -- " mon coeur remain toujours jeune . I ver much feel here," spreading his shrivelled hand on his breast, and displaying his many-coloured rings; " vous mêmes mi lady vill soon, one day, feel de , vat you call, de dard , de flèche of Cupidon , le dieu d' amour ."
"This conversation, monsieur," said Rosetta, " is very improper, and I request you will confine yourself to your department, and speak to the young ladies only on the subject of dancing."
" Pardonnez moi , mademoiselle , I no mean noting , no harm to offend," placing his cremona safely in his side-pocket.

"[...] why do you wish to go there, may I ask?"
"That I may have the pleasure of visiting some of my family. I was born in Barbadoes, and taken to England whilst an infant."
"True Barbadian born!" shouted another the youngsters, in capital mimicry of Negro intonation.
" Needer Crab nor Creole, sar ," I answered, attempting the same tone.

"Ay, ay, my lady, I beg pardon; but, I say, let that artillery officer look at the miniature; I see he wants to overhaul it."
" Me take him off, sar , rectly , and show him wid pleasure," and she unclasped her golden cable -- " dere , sar , dat 's picture of dear Lord Rodney; he gib him to me wid his own hands in de year 82, just after he tump de French. Me berry piccaniny little ting den , but Lord Rodney lub me dearly, and make me his lady. -- Dere you see him look you full in de face -- you not able see his back. I know ebery bit of him sweet figure; and by Gor , I tink I neber saw a man wid such a large pig-tail in all my life -- he always wear pig-tail me tye him wid ribands bery often . Oh , he really clever body ! But no use cry now, he is gone to glory, up in heben -- me go to him 'fore long -- see him again, me sure . Hope to Goramighty he no cut off him pig-tail, cause me know him mong a hundred, 'twas such a big un . Well , I go shire . See you again to-morrow. Good by, gennelmen ."

The traveller was obliged to her for the hint, and, conducted by Jem, he proceeded on his pedestrian pilgrimage to what was emphatically called "the Hall." On his way thither he was curious to extract from his conductor some information respecting Lord Arlington, and the light in which he was regarded in that neighbourhood. "Is Lord Arlington popular hereabouts?" he asked.
"Sir?" was the exclamation of the uncomprehending Jem, a short, bandy-legged, ostlerlike looking youth of about twenty.
"I mean," said the traveller, altering his phraseology , " is he liked in this neighbourhood? "
"Oh -- ay -- yes , he's liked very well, for he's a very good gentleman, and spends a sight of money here. There's lots of hands as he employs one way or tother , and nobody hereabouts needs be out of work as wants to have it ; only, you see, it would be better for the inn if he didn't live so quiet like, but had gentlefolks come and see him, just as other gentlefolks do; howsumever , that's partly his own consarn , for the inn is my Lord's, and master says he can't pay him hardly no rent if he don't do nothing for it. "
"People would be sorry, I suppose, if Lord Arlington were to go away from here?"
" Ay , surely. It has been a rare thing for the parish him coming and living down here."
"Is he charitable?" inquired the traveller; " does he give away much money ?"
"He gives some sometimes to them as can't work , but he generally gives work to them as can ."
"Is he often seen?"
"Oh -- ay -- you 'll see him most days riding or walking somewhere abouts, but he don't go much off his own ground -- but then that reaches a long way; why it is all my Lord's as far as you can see, and a mile or two afore you came to the village."
"Does he dislike being met or spoken to?"
"Eh! no -- not at all -- at least by them as live about here . He talks a deal to 'em , and knows them well nigh all, I reckon; there an't a gentleman in the land as is freer and pleasantspokener than my Lord, and he isn't stiff and high a bit, and not as they say lords is elsewhere."
"Do any gentlemen of the neighbourhood ever call upon his Lordship?"
"No, Sir, none as I knows of; but there is no gentleman very nigh ; Squire Grufferton is the nighest , and he is about twelve miles off."
"Then Lord Arlington lives quite alone, doesn't he?"
"No, Sir."
"No! and who lives with him?"
"Oh, there's Master Bennet the steward, and there's the butler, and -- "
"Ah! his establishment, his servants; but is there anybody else?"
"No, Sir, nobody as I knows of ."