Well, mother! here I be woonce mwore, at hwome.
WIFE.
Ah! I be very glad you be a-come.
You be a-tired an' cwold enough, I s'pose;
Zit down an' rest your bwones, an' warm your nose.
JOHN.
Why I be nippy: what is there to eat?
WIFE.
Your supper's nearly ready. I've a got
Some teäties here a-doèn in the pot;