“A lot o’ railway genelmen kum to me on Sunday night last; and they wo’ make me do it, zur.”
“On Sunday night last, aye!”
“What, on Sunday night!” exclaimed one honourable member on the extreme right of the Chairman, with horror depicted on his countenance; “are you sure, witness, that it was done in the evening of a Sabbath?”
“The honourable member asks you, whether you are certain that you were called upon by the railway gentlemen to sign the petition on a Sunday evening? I think you told me last Sunday evening.”
“Oa, yees, zur; they kum just as we war a garing to chapel.”
“Disgraceful, and wrong in the extreme!” ejaculated the honourable member.
“And did not that gentleman” (continued the Agent for the Bill), “nor any of the railway gentlemen, as you call them, when they requested you to sign, explain the nature and contents of the petition?”
“Noa, zur.”
“Then you don’t know at this moment what it’s for?”
“Noa, zur.”