“I suppose you never beg?”
“Your hanner may say that; I was always too proud to beg. It is begging I laves to the wife I have.”
“Then you have a wife?”
“I have, your hanner; and a daughter, too; and a good wife and daughter they are. What would become of me without them I do not know.”
“Have you been long in Wales?”
“Not very long, your hanner; only about twenty years.”
“Do you travel much about?”
“All over North Wales, your hanner; to say nothing of the southern country.”
“I suppose you speak Welsh?”
“Not a word, your hanner. The Welsh speak their language so fast, that divil a word could I ever contrive to pick up.”