Now look you here.

You come here a stranger, an' you see this kirkgarth." I nodded, for I thought it better to assent, though I did not quite understand his dialect.

I knew it had something to do with the church.
He went on, "And you consate that all these steans be aboon folk that be haped here, snod an' snog ?" I assented again.

"Then that be just where the lie comes in.

Why, there be scores of these laybeds that be toom as old Dun's 'baccabox on Friday night." He nudged one of his companions, and they all laughed.