"He's here today?"
"Nay, I knaw nowt about 'un."
"He comes in on market-days, I expect."
"Sometimes."
"It's a longish way. One can put up for the night, I suppose?"
"Doosta want t'stay t'night?"
"Well, no, I don't think so. I was thinking about my friend Mr. Grimethorpe. I daresay he often has to stay the night."
"Happen a does."
"Doesn't he stay here, then?"
"Naay."