"You queer me, Rose. How can we go on as we are?—it's like walking on a road that never leads nowhere."
"Well, that's very nice—I don't always want to go somewhere every time I take a walk, I much prefer just wandering."
"I döan't."
"Because you're so practical and business-like, and I'm afraid you'd try and make me practical and business-like too. That's why I said I wanted to be free."
"You shall be free, Rose—I promise you. You shall do wotsumdever you please."
"Absolutely 'wotsumdever'?"
"Yes—wudin reason, of course."
"Ah, that's it. Your reason mightn't be my reason."
"You wudn't find me unreasonable, dear."