"I thought I was savin' of 'ee a lot of trouble."
"I don't want yer to do my work for me. I can do it meself."
"I should think you got enough to do indoors without goin' outdoors workin'. I don't see what a woman want to be out in all weathers for."
Sabina laughed good-humouredly. "My dear feller, I always bin outdoor. Rain or fine don't make any difference to me."
"Well, my dear, you'll lose all they good looks o' yours. I don't like to see women all burned up. You'll be an old woman before you'm a young one."
"I don't care what I be, and I don't believe a word you say is true. Ony'ow I shall chance it."
"Well, 'tis the man's place to teel the land."
"A fine mess you'd make of it, too. Look at the Mill fields! If Con turned the ditches out they wouldn't be so wet; even Tom don't keep 'is fields so clean as mine."
"I don't care 'bout that, 'bain't a woman's work."
"Aw, git away. 'Tidn't all women that want to farm; but those that do, let'm 'av it. 'Tis just whether they can farm or can't."