"It's varry gooid o' thee, Mally, to offer to buy me a new hat, but aw
railly dooant want one. Yond hat o' mine is as gooid as new for aw
havn't had it on a duzzen times. Tha knows aw nivver wear it nobbut when
aw goa to th' chapel. It isn't aboon twelve month sin aw gave ten
shilling for it."

"It's soa much bigger shame for thi to tell it. It shows ha oft tha goes
to a place o' worship. A fine example tha sets to Jerrymier an th' rest
o' thi gron-childer. But awd have thee to know at tha'rt net as young as
tha used to be, an its abaat time tha wor thinkin o' thi latter end. Tha
may be deead an burried befoor long an tha owt to prepare."

"Why, tha sewerly doesn't meean to bury me in a silk hat?"

"Noa, aw dooant think awst ivver have th' luck to bury thi at all! But
aw want thi to begin an goa to th' chapel reglar, an let Mistress
Swindle see at her husband isn't th' only one at can turn aght like a
gentleman."

"Tha'll be like to pleeas thisen abaat it, but aw thowt it wor me tha
wor praad on an net mi hat."

"Tha gets some strange nooations into thi heead, Sammywell. If ther's
owt abaat thi for onny woman to be praad on awm sewer aw dooant know
whear it is. But as sooin as tha's finished thi pipe aw want thi to get
shaved, an put on thi best Sundy suit an goa wi me into Westgate an get
a new hat--one o'th best ther is i'th shop, if it taks all th' brass aw
have i' mi pocket. Aw'll let Mistress Swindle see at shoo connot crow
ovver me!"