"Nay aw've been soa ivver sin aw saw thi; aw should like to goa, but a'a dear a me!"
"Why then," aw says, "aw need'nt get two tickets?"
"Noa, get one for thisen, aw've getten mine."
"An' whear's thi luggage?"
"Its ith' van yonder all reight."
Aw sed noa moor but gate mi ticket—th' time wor up, we jumpt into th' carriage an' wor sooin off to London.
