Yorksher Puddin' - A Collection of the Most Popular Dialect Stories from the - Pen of John Hartley by John Hartley
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"Why, jump up, then, an' luk sharp an' start," shoo sed. So he started-- "Ha old am aw?"--"Fifty-three." "Nah then! didn't aw tell thi! does ta believe it nah?" shoo sed. "Am aw married or single?"--"Married." "True agean, tha sees," sed his wife. "Ha monny childer have aw?"--"Two." "Two! Then if my wife's four whose, is tother two?" As sooin as shoo heeard that, an' befoor th' medium had time to spaik, shoo seized hold ov her umbrella, an'lauped off her seat towards whear th' medium wor set, an' aw fancy if th' umbrella nop had made acquaintance wi' his heead i'th' way shoo'd intended, 'at it wodn't ha taen long to untrance that chap. But th' cheerman saw her comin, an' managed to stop it, but it wor noa easy job to quieten her. "A'a, tha lyin gooid-for- nowt!" shoo sed, "has ta come here slanderin daycent wimmin? Aw defy awther onybody i' this world or onybody i'th' tother to say owt agean my karractur! Yor a lot o' himposters, ivery one on yo, that's what yo are! Come on, Jim," shoo sed to her husband, as shoo seized hold ov his arm, "let us goa, its nooan a fit place for gradely fowk." "Dooant be i' sich a hurry," he sed, "aw begin to think ther's summat |
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