"Aw do try, an' aw allusdid!"
"Eeah, aw meean its a pity tha art'nt moor successful."
"Thee mind thi own business, an' leeav me to mind mine!"
Aw felt it wor a waste o' time to tawk ony moor to him, soa aw left him to sit bi hissen wol aw went to write a letter to Mally. Aw did'nt goa wi a varry leet heart, net at aw cared owt abaat th' trubble, but aw wor fast what to say. To write th' plain trewth aw knew wod'nt do, an' to write what worn't true wor a thing aw wod'nt do, an' aw sat some time studdyin befoor aw made a start.
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