"Bonny wimmen, says ta? Aw care nowt abaat em bein bonny, have they onny brass? That's what's wanted isnt it mother?"
"Aw think tha's brass enough, an' if settin' off for a day or two'll mak' thi better, if aw wor thee awd goa."
"Well, fill theas two pints agean an' awl think abaat it."
"Awst ha noa moor ale this fornooin," aw sed, "an' if tha thinks o' gooin' tha'll ha to mak up thi mind sharp for aw mun be off hooam."
"Tha'rt allus in a hurry when tha comes here, but ha mich will it cost?"
"Ten paand'll see thi throo it nicely aw think."
"Tha thinks does ta? But aw mun be sewer afoor aw start! Awm nooan gooin to slave my sow! aght for th' best pairt ov a lifetime o' purpose to tak it to keep a lot o' lazzy french fowk! But when does ta think o' gooin?"
"Next Wedensdy mornin—tha's lots o' time to get ready.".
"Well, awl goa if it settles me. But can ta tawk French?"
"Nay, but aw've getten a book an awm leearin a word or two."