And as he were so black and cross, I thought I'd done well (whatever came of the pig) to say 'No' to him.

'You may live to repent this,' says he, very red.

'But I'll not be too hard upon ye, I'll give you another chance.

I'll let you have the night to think about it, and I'll just call in to hear your second thoughts, after chapel to-morrow.' Well now! did ever you hear the like?
But that is the way with all of them men, thinking so much of theirselves, and that it's but ask and have.

They've never had me, though; and I shall be sixty-one next Martinmas, so there's not much time left for them to try me, I reckon.