I hope you didn't act the villain on me: for she looks at me as if she could ait me widout salt.
But, indeed, she's takin' on her own hands finely of late; she's gettin' too proud to answer me now when I ax her a question." "Well, why don't you ax her as you ought ?" "She was out all yesterday evenin', and when I said 'You idle sthrap, where wor you ?' she wouldn't even think it worth her while to give me an answer, the vagabone." "Do you give me one in the manetime.

What about the Box I want?
Spake the truth, if you regard your health." "I know nothing about your box, an' I wish I could say as much of yourself.

However, I won't long trouble you, that I can tell you--ay, an' her too.

She needn't fear that I'll be long undher the same roof wid her.

I know, any way, I wouldn't be safe.