And his father he'd just lay back 'n his chair, and laugh 'n' laugh, 'n' call out, 'Blow away, my hearty!' Oh, my! it don't seem any longer ago'n yesterday.

I wish I'd ha' known.

I wa'n't never friends with Patience any more arter that.

I never misgave me but what she'd got the whistle.

It was such a curious cut thing, and cost a heap o' money.