human
Gude evenin', Will,
gpt
A happy New Year, Blanchard,
human
Evening, sawls all, answered Will, nodding round him.
gpt
Auld year's like to die o' frost by the looks of it--a stinger, I tell 'e. Anybody seen Farmer Endicott? I've been looking for un since noon wi' a message from my faither-in-law.
human
I gived thicky message this marnin',
gpt
Ess, I knaw you did; that's my trouble. You gived it wrong. I'll just have a pint of the treble X then. 'T is the night for 't.