human
Cripps, you are too good, said Grace;
gpt
Lor', miss, the very one as I have missed! Had un got a red cross, thick to one side--the Lord only knows what a fool I be, to carry on with such rum-tums now; however I'll have hold of he--and zummat more, ere I be done with it. Here the Carrier rubbed his mouth on his sleeve, as he always did to stop himself. He was not going to publish the family disgrace till he had avenged it.
human
But now, miss, not another word you say. Inside of them sacks you go to sleep; the Lord knows you want it dearly; and fall away you can't nohow. Scratched you be to that extreme in getting out of Satan's den, that tallow candles dropped in water is what I must see to. None on 'em knows it, no, not one on 'em. Man or horse, it cometh all the same. It taketh a man to do it, though.
gpt
I should like to see a horse do it,