"Fact, I assure you. A right down bad 'un."
"And es she very good?"
"Terribly good, terribly proud, and terribly unforgiving."
"And ded she give 'ee the sack 'cause you wos so bad?"
"More because I hurt her pride, I think."
"Ah, I zee."
"Come now, under these circumstances, what would you do?"
"I'd begin by bein' a good man, and laive the rest to God."
"God!" and Leicester laughed.
"Why, doan't 'ee believe in God?"