Love Among The Haystacks by D H Lawrence Chapter 4 Page 25

“I’ve wished many a score time when I’ve started shiverin’ an’ shakin’ at nights, as I was taken bad for death. But we’re not that handy at dying.”

He was silent. “But what ever shall you do?” he faltered.

“I s’ll find him, if I drop by th’ road.”

“Why?” he asked, wondering, looking her way, though he saw nothing but solid darkness.

“Because I shall. He’s not going to have it all his own road.”

“But why don’t you leave him?”

“Because he’s not goin’ to have it all his own road.”