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Show CHAPTER TWELVE "April 24, 1634" "Now remember. There will be no speaking the Yorkshire dialect when we go before the Archbishop." Hyrum tried to hide his nervousness by folding his sweaty palms behind his back. "Seems to me we're putting on airs," whispered Bar bara. "It'll be easy for you, Barbara," remarked Samuel. "It's not a matter of putting on airs--only proper English will do. Now, your father has taught you how to speak proper--there'11 be no dropping "h's" and no shortening of words," said Hyrum. "I alius says 'please' and 'thank ye.' Thet's proper," Benjamen spoke proudly. "If we don't speak proper, will the Archbishop put us all in the clink?" Joseph was remembering that in the story of Sir Walter Raleigh, the whole family went to live in the Tower. "I wish Elise were here," Benny looked soulfully at Hyrum. . "I do too," responded Hyrum. "She must've wanted her necklace back something awful to walk all the way to Kent for it," said Joseph. "I just hope she gets it and that it isn't a joke," said Barbara. "Whoever it was that sent her the note described |