They say he’s got her wi’ childt; but there,
It’s nothing to do wi’ me.
Though if it’s true they’ll turn him out
O’ th’ p’lice force, without fail;
An’ if it’s not true, I’d back my life [p. xlvi]
They’ll listen to her tale.
Well, I’m believin’ no tale, Missis,
I’m seein’ for my-sen;
An’ when I know for sure, Missis,
I’ll talk then.