“Why not try another way, an’ see if you can get the auld gentleman to forgive ’e?”
“Not him. He’ll have the law in due time.”
“Well, I’m ’mazin’ sorry I caan’t oblige ’e, for I’m sure we’d be gude friends, an’ you’d cheer us all up butivul.”
“But you ’m certain it caan’t be managed?”
“Positive.”
“Then I’ve done all a man can. You’ll bear witness I wanted to come, won’t ’e?”
“Oh yes, I’ll take my oath o’ that. I shaan’t forget ’e.”
“All right. And if I’m sent here again, bimebye, I’ll look out for you, and I hopes you’ll be as pleasant inside as now.”
“I’ll promise that. Shall be awnly tu pleased to make you at home. I like you; though, to be frank, I reckon you’m tu gnat-brained a chap to make a wife happy.”
“Then you reckon a damned impedent thing! What d’ you knaw ’bout it?”