Then she asked him a question in Yorkshire dialect, because that was hie language. Dose tha like me? was her question. Of Course i likes thee wonderful! replied Dickon, a big smile on his round face. Mary had never been so happy. When she went back to the house for her lunch, she told Martha about Dickon's visit. I've got news for you too, said Martha. Mr Craven's come home, and want to see you! He's going away again tomorrow, for several months.