What do you mean by wearing out the brim o' your hat in that way?
Help this woman in.' Mrs.Mel helped herself to a part of the seat.
'We are too much for the donkey,' she said.
'Ha, that's right.

What I have, ma'am, is good.

I can't pretend to horses, but my donkey's the best.

Are you going to cry about him ?' 'No.

When he's tired I shall either walk or harness you,' said Mrs.Mel.
This was spoken half-way down the High Street of Fallow field.