You're precious partickler, you are.

Now, look here, my fine gentleman, next time you want a ladder moved you may move it yourself." "But I did call you, Ike," I said; "and you weren't there." "I hadn't gone to get another two hundred o' plarnts, I suppose, and was comin' back as fast as I could, I s'pose.

No, o' course not.

I ought to ha' been clost to your elber, ready when you called.

Never mind; next time you wants the ladder moved get some one else, for I sha'n't do it;" and he strode away.
Half an hour later he was back to see if I wanted it moved, and waited till I had finished gathering a few more apples, when, smiling quite good-humouredly, he shifted the ladder into a good place.
"There," he said, "you'll get a basketful up there.
"Shock, shall I shift yours 'fore I go?
That's your sort.