Eh?
What ?" "I came this afternoon, squire; and as there is a favor you can do us, I thought I would ask it at once." "Surely, Stephen.

What can I do?
Eh?
What ?" "I hear your harvest is home.

Can you spare us a couple of men?
The wheat in Low Barra fields is ready for the sickle." "Three men, four, if you want them.

You cannot have too many sickles.
Cut wheat while the sun shines.

Eh?
What?
How is the lady at Up-Hill ?" "Mother is middling well, I'm obliged to you.