Zoo you be gwaïn to market, I do zee.
Why, you be quite a-lwoaded wi' your geese.
JOHN.
Ees, Thomas, ees.
Why, I'm a-gettèn rid ov ev'ry goose
An' goslèn I've a-got: an' what is woose,
I fear that I must zell my little cow.
THOMAS.
How zoo, then, John? Why, what's the matter now?
What, can't ye get along? B'ye run a-ground?