human
You'll have your thrum hat, did you say? [Note 1.] Where's the good of crying over it? You've got ne'er a thing to cry for.
gpt
and
human
Unfeeling, marry! said the elder sister.
gpt
I'm feeling a whole warm petticoat for you. And tears won't ward off either cramp or rheumatism, my dear--don't think it; but a warm petticoat may. Will you have it, or no?
human
Oh, as you please!
gpt
Then I please to put it in the saddle-bag, cheerily responded the elder.
human
Lettice, come with me, maid. I can find thee work above in the chamber.
gpt
Yes, Aunt,
human
A poor widow! Ay, forsooth, poor soul, that you are! for you have made of your widowhood so black a pall that you cannot see God's blue sky through it. Dear heart, but why ever they called her Faith, and me Temperance! I've well-nigh as little temperance as she has faith, and neither of them would break a cat's back.