"'Lowed I'd cut across the field an' beat you," said Bob. "That ain't much uv a nag you've got, nohow. Don't look like he could pull er settin' hen offen her nest."
"He's putty strong," John replied, "but there air some things he can't pull. He couldn't pull the truth out of you, for instance."
"Oh, you air gettin' mighty high up sense you been 'sociatin' with that ole nigger an' that big red-headed feller. I've hearn all erbout you."
"I expect you have hearn more about us than anybody cares to hear about you."
"Keep on that er way," Bob replied, "an' you'll be sharp ernuff ter drive in the ground airter while."
"Juckels, go on erway now and leave me alone. I don't like you, and I don't want to have anything to do with you."
"How do you know whuther you like me ur not, when you don't know much erbout me?"
"I know enough about you. I've seen you a number of times. Alf knows you, too."
"Alf's er ole fool."
"Go on away, now."