‘Aye, an’ what did thoo saay ti that?’
‘Whya, Ah tell’d him ’at Ah’d cutten my back teeth.’
‘An’ what did he saay then?’
‘Nowt; he nobbut ax’d ma if Ah’d leyke ti gan up wiv him, an’ Ah tell’d him ’at he wadn’t catch me sailing thruff t’ cloods sitting on t’ top ov a gert blether, an’ he did nowt bud laugh at ma.’
‘Ah didn’t knaw ’at tha sat on t’ top; Ah awlus thowt ’at tha gat insahd t’ b’loon. Bud Ah deean’t see hoo tha’d git inteea ’t. Ah’s t’ maist capped ti knaw what ho’ds ’t up.’
‘Aye, bud what diz ta mak on ’t gahin up byv itsen, when tha let it off?’
‘Ah deean’t knaw, that’s a capper. An’ thoo sez ’at it gans up leyke all that?’
‘Seea fau’k saay. Think on, Ah’ve nivver seen yan git awaay wiv itsen.’
‘Ah saay, efter tha’ve gitten ’t up, hoo deea tha mannish ti fetch ’t doon agaan?’
‘Ah nivver thowt o’ that. Ah wunner hoo tha deea deea ’t. Bud Ah s’u’d think ’at tha mebbe fling a roap oot an’ swarm doon ’t.’