Somerset dialect is employed here.] Oh, yeu be yur, be'e! an' I've
avoun thee to las, arter all this yur traepsin' vurwurd an' backward.
Cans thee now, yeu rascal; cans leuk me in the fae-as?

MR. POUR. What is it this woman wants?

LUC. What do I want o' thee, yeu villun! Thee's mak wise neet to know
me, disn? an' thee disn turn rid nuther, eempodent oseburd that thee
art! What! thee witn turn colour vur to leuk me in the fae-as!
(_To_ ORONTE) I baent saaf, Maister, nif'tis yeu that they do
zay 'ee weeshth vur to marry wi' the darter o'? but 'owsomever I
zwear to yeu, I be the weiv o' un, an' that zeben yur agone when 'ee
was a travellin' drue Pezenas, he made out, we' 'iz falseness, that
'ee knowth zo wul 'ow vur act vur to come over my 'art, an' zo by one
way or tother vur to git me vur to gee unmy 'an vur to marry un.

ORO. Oh! oh!

LUC. The rascal lef me dree yur arterwurds, purtendin' that 'eed agot
some bizness vur to deu in 'iz own country, an' ivur sinz I 'ant
ayeard no news at all o' un; but when I wadn thinkin' nothin' 'tall
'bout 'ee, I yeard 'em say as 'ow 'ee was acomin' yur, into this yur
town, vur to be amarried agee'an wi' another young ummun, that her
father an' mother 'd apromised teu un athout knowin' nothin' 'ow that
'ee was amarried avore. Zo I starts toracly, an' I be acome yur to
this yur place so zeun's ivur I pausible keud, vur to staup this yur
wicked marridge, an' vur to show op, avore all the wurld, the very
wissest man that iver was.

MR. POUR. What wonderful impudence!