Hezekiah. How’d she do that?
Sally. Ye see they have to put in somethin’ behind here, to make ’em swell. Pashe told me it was stuffin’. One day I heard a crumplin’, and I ripped open the linen to see what it was. Don’t yer think, that hump was swell’d up with old Pordunk Cultivators!
Hezekiah. You git out!
Sally. When I get home, I’m jest goin’ ter lay fer her.
Hezekiah. Say, Sal. I s’pose ye got that dress ter git married in, didn’t ye?
Sally. Ye don’t s’pose I’d spread like that jest for a go-ter-meetin’ dress, do ye?
Hezekiah. Cost six dollars?
Sally. Six dollars! It cost eight, beside the pattern; that was one er the best ones Butrick had.
Hezekiah. You get out!
Sally. Oh, wan’t Hannah Doolittle jealous! Such a tail draggin’ in the street. She said she wouldn’t have one if it was give to her. Her pink caliker cost ninety cents.