a little, my lass, I am sure it 'ill all come right.' XIV. An' he took three turns in the rain, an' I watch'd him, an' when he came in I felt that my heart was hard, he was all wet thro' to the skin, An' I never said 'off wi' the wet,' I never said 'on wi' the dry,' So I knew my heart was hard, when he came to bid me goodbye. 'You said that you hated me, Ellen, but that isn't true, you know; I am going to leave you a bit -- you'll kiss me before I go?' XV. 'Going! you're going to her -- kiss her -- if you will,' I said -- I was near my time wi' the boy, I must ha' been light i' my head -- 'I had sooner be cursed than kiss'd!' -- I didn't know well what I meant, But I turn'd my face from him , an' he turn'd his face an' he went. XV1. And then he sent me a letter, 'I've gotten my work to do; You wouldn't kiss me, my lass, an' I never loved any but you; I am sorry for all the quarrel an' sorry for what she wrote, I ha' six weeks' work in Jersey an' go to-night by the boat.' XVII. An' the wind began to rise, an' I thought of him out at sea, An' I felt I had been to blame; he was always kind to me. 'Wait a