"I don't want to do no interrupting of your work, Joseph, but I couldn't 'elp just stepping round to tell you how nice they all looked.

Where you got the money from I can't think." "Have you gone dotty, or what ?" demanded Mr.Tasker, who was busy wiping out a saucepan.

"Who looked nice ?" Mr.Vickers shook his head at him and smiled waggishly.
"Ah! who ?" he said, with much enjoyment.

"I tell you it did my father's 'art good to see 'em all dressed up like that; and when I thought of its all being owing to you, sit down at home in comfort with a pipe instead of coming to thank you for it I could not.

Not if you was to have paid me I couldn't." "Look 'ere," said Mr.Tasker, putting the saucepan down with a bang, "if you can't talk plain, common English you'd better get out.