“How many more?”
“Well, mebbe three or four.”
“How many men have you sacked lately?”
“A two or three.”
“And how many more?”
“Well, mebbe a score.”
“And how are they living?”
“I dunnot know.”
“And their families?”
“My missus gi’es ’em summot to eit whenever we’n more nor we can eit oursen?”