Jim:
Do you take me for a cangling cadger, to haggle ...
Forgimety! I cannot ... God’s truth, I dare not!
You’ve got me on the hop; and I must hirple;
But if I go, I will not go alone:
I’ve a mind to have a partner for this polka.
Judith:
Alone? And who do you think that ...
Jim:
Who but you?
Judith:
I!
Jim:
If I’ve got to take the road again,
You’ve got to pad it with me: for I’m tired
Of travelling lonesome: I’ve a mind to have
My doxy with me. By crikes! I’m fleyed to face
The road again, alone. You’ll come ...