“Marnin’, Jan Aggett.”
“An’ what might your name be, if I may ax?”
“I be called Sarah, but Sally most times; an’ I be wool-gatherin’ same as you.”
“Hast-a got gude store?”
“I’ll shaw ’e all the best plaaces, if you mind to let me.”
“Thank ’e, Jan Aggett. My mother’s a gert spinner.”
“An’ my mother’s a gert spinner tu.”
“Not so gert as mine, I reckon.”
“Never was better’n my mother.”