Bud nivver yow mind about me.

Look at the times I've wetched all night in my poont for the wild-geese, and wi'out a fire, eh?
Yow both get back home.

Wouldn't bear me to walk wi' ye to sleep in one of the barns at the Toft, would it ?" "I don't think it would, Dave." "Nay, it wouldn't, lad; and I don't want to get wet, so off with you." The boys hesitated; but Dave was determined.
"Here, give me a hand wi' my poont," he said; and going to where it was moored, he took hold of the boat, drew it close in, and then, he on one side, the two lads on the other, they ran it right up ashore, and close to the glowing peat-stack, where, with a good deal of laughter at their clumsiness in skates ashore, the punt was turned over, and Dave propped one side up with a couple of short pieces of wood.
"Theer," he said.

"Looks like setting a trap to ketch a big bird.

I'm the big bird, and I shall be warm enew faacing the fire.