Wor it tha’d liked to ’a killed her?
Say no more, Liz, dunna thee,
I might lose my-sen.
—I’ll only say good-bye to thee, Timothy,
An’ gi’e her thee back again.
I’ll ta’e thy word ‘Good-bye,’ Liz, [p. xlix]
But I shonna marry her,
I shonna for nobody.—It is
Very nice on you, Sir.
The childt maun ta’e its luck, it maun,