{"product_id":"2940150568433","title":"The Withered Arm","description":"It was an eighty-cow dairy, and the troop of milkers, regular and supernumerary, were all at work; for, though the time of year was as yet but early April, the feed lay entirely in water-meadows, and the cows were ‘in full pail.’  The hour was about six in the evening, and three-fourths of the large, red, rectangular animals having been finished off, there was opportunity for a little conversation.\u003cbr\u003e‘He do bring home his bride to-morrow, I hear.  They’ve come as far as Anglebury to-day.’\u003cbr\u003eThe voice seemed to proceed from the belly of the cow called Cherry, but the speaker was a milking-woman, whose face was buried in the flank of that motionless beast.\u003cbr\u003e‘Hav’ anybody seen her?’ said another.\u003cbr\u003eThere was a negative response from the first.  ‘Though they say she’s a rosy-cheeked, tisty-tosty little body enough,’ she added; and as the milkmaid spoke she turned her face so that she could glance past her cow’s tail to the other side of the barton, where a thin, fading woman of thirty milked somewhat apart from the rest.\u003cbr\u003e‘Years younger than he, they say,’ continued the second, with also a glance of reflectiveness in the same direction.\u003cbr\u003e‘How old do you call him, then?’\u003cbr\u003e‘Thirty or so.’\u003cbr\u003e","brand":"Starling and Black","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47176410464496,"sku":"2940150568433","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940150568433_p0.jpg?v=1763748561","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940150568433","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}