I've made your sister so all day, and Master Davy.' Here I was suddenly melted, and roared out, 'No, you haven't, Mrs.
Gummidge,' in great mental distress.
'It's far from right that I should do it,' said Mrs.Gummidge.

'It an't a fit return.

I had better go into the house and die.

I am a lone lorn creetur', and had much better not make myself contrary here.

If thinks must go contrary with me, and I must go contrary myself, let me go contrary in my parish.