Then he ax'd Sarah if shoo didn't knaw him nawther?

"Aw've nivver clapt een on yo' befooar," Sarah sed.

He laft as if he wor baan to split for a bit, an' then he sed, "Luk
here, but yo' munnot split," an' he pull'd off his gurt red beard, an'
awm blow'd if it worn't Martin Robertshaw, th' chap 'at lives next door
to us.

Aw wor soa capt yo' could ha' shoov'd him ovver wi' yor little finger,
an' Sarah leaned up agean th' wall, an' aw thowt th' spasms wor comin'
on agean; but aw wor mista'an, for they didn't, at least not wol we gate
daan to th' Albion once mooar.

"Aw promised my missis a sewin' machine," Martin went on, "an' as brass
is soa hard to addle just nah, aw've had to start i' this line, an' it
pays weel to, an' ther's noa danger abaat it. A chap has to put his hand
to owt nah days to earn a honest penny--aw doan't call it chaitin' to
ease sich as yond on ther brass. But aw mun be off, aw've to goa daan to
Shibden yet, an' bizness befoor pleashur's my motto. An' he run daan th'
hill callin' aght 'at we worn't to tell his missis 'at we'd seen him.

"Nah then, lass," aw sed, "yo' wor sayin' a bit sin' 'at yo' wished aw
wor a bit mooar like yon chap,--what do yo' say nah?"

"Well," Sarah sed, "aw willn't say at aw exactly approve ov his goins
on, but onnyhah, yo'll admit at he's gettin' th' brass for a gooid
purpose; aw tell'd yo' at his wife wor a lucky woman, an' aw stick to mi
words."