"I bin sich a wicked ol' woman.

I nearly done in me first ol' man by biffin' the chopper at 'is nob, and Lawd, the lies I bin an' tol' me second only yesterday." "This is indeed a solemn moment," said the sheeted spinster sitting down beside Lady Arabel.

"I hope I am meeting it in a proper spirit, but of course one is still only human, and naturally nervous.

I have learned my statement by heart." "What statement ?" asked Lady Arabel, who was rather deeply engrossed in turning the heel of the sock she was knitting.
"The statement I shall make when the sheep are divided from the goats." "Oh, come, come," said kind Lady Arabel.

"Things are not so bad as that, surely.