“Nah it’s noa gooid denyin’ it ’coss awr Alick’s here, for yo’re both ith same box!  He’s as big a fooil as thee!  Net ’at awve owt ageean him gettin’ wed, net aw!  Aw shall be rare an’ glad to be shut on him, but aw did think he’d have gumshun enuff to luk aght for somdy ’at wodn’t disgrace booath him an’ all ’at belangs to him.  But he Wor allus a strackle brain, an’ he will be till he’s bowt his wit, an’ it’ll be varry weel for him if he doesn’t buy it too dear.  But if he does wed a trolly like her, he mun keep her, an’ aw hooap he’ll nivver let me see her, that’s all; for shoo shall nivver enter my door nor have a bite nor a sup in a haase o’ mine!  Here, Harriet Ann, lass, taste o’ this for awm Sure tha luks as if tha’d do wi’ summat.”

“Aw dooant know what yo meean, mother,” said Alick, “for awm sewer my cooartin days is ovver.”

“If aw thowt they wor aw should be th’ happiest woman under th’ sun, but tha must ha dropt it varry suddenly.”

“Well, it’s true, an awl promise yo ’at awl nivver start agean till ther’s a death ith family.”

“What wor aw tellin’ thee, Jenny, before he come in?  Isn’t he a gooid lad thinks ta?  He’ll nivver get wed wol his old mother’s alive, he’s too mich sense.”

“He’s a lad to be praad on, Nanny; aw wish awr Harriet Ann could say like him.”

“Awl promise yo ’at awl nivver cooart agean whether ther’s a deeath ith family or net.”

“You’ve booath turned varry gooid all ov a sudden, aw should like to know what it all meeans?”

“It means nowt, mother, nobbut this-’at Harriet Ann an me thowt we could be varry comfortable together, an soa we’ve getten wed this mornin’.”

“Yo desarve to be horsewipt!  Awm in a gooid mind to thresh thee Alick as long as aw can bide to stand ovver thee!  Had ta noa more sense nor’ to throw thisen away after a thing like Harriet Ann.”

“Does ta meean ta tell me ’at tha’d noa more respect for thisen nor to wed a haufthick like Alick.  A’a, Harriet Ann, what wod thi fayther ha sed if he’d been here?”

“Awr Alick’s noa fooil Jenny I dooant thee say that.  Yor Harriet Ann knew what shoo wor dooin.”

“Awr Harriet Ann’s as gooid as yor Alick!”

“Well, awr Alick’s as gooid as yor Harriet Ann!”

“Noa daat we’re one as gooid as t’other, an as we’re satisfied aw think yo owt to be, an’ here’s yor varry gooid health,” sed Alick, seizin hold oth teah-pot to sup.

“Put that daan!  Tha doesn’t want onny teah!” sed Nanny.

“It’s geoid teah is this; aw’ve monny a time ta’en a gooid swig aght o’ that teah-pot before to-day.”

“O, soa that’s where thi fayther’s physic go as is it.  Tha’s allus been a bad lad Alick, an’ awve had to put up wi’ thee, but dooant say owt abaat th’ teah-pot to thi fayther.”

“It’s ommost time mi fayther wor here, isn’t it?”

“Well, aw dooant know ha yo can fashion to luk him ith face when he does come, but it’s done nah, so we shall have to mak th’ best on it, but awst niver forgie Harriet Ann for deceivin’ me.  Here’s thi fayther!  Nah for it!  Aw wish aw wor a thaasand mile away throo here this minit.”