"He's th' only friend I've got." "I have no friends at all," said Mary.

"I never had.

My Ayah didn't like me and I never played with any one." It is a Yorkshire habit to say what you think with blunt frankness, and old Ben Weatherstaff was a Yorkshire moor man.
"Tha' an' me are a good bit alike," he said.

"We was wove out of th' same cloth.

We're neither of us good lookin' an' we're both of us as sour as we look.