human
Will, my awn Will!
gpt
Ess fay, lovey! I knawed you'd sleep sweeter for hearin' tell I've done the work.
human
Done it?
gpt
Truth.
human
It was a cruel, wicked shame; an' the blame's Billy Blee's, an' I've cried my eyes out since I heard what they set you to do; an' I've said what I thought; an' I'm sorry to bitterness about this marnin', dear Will.
gpt
Oh, Will, I could a'most jump out the window!
human
No, no; not for the world, Will!
gpt
Why for not? An' you that lovely, twinklin' in your white gownd, an' me your lawful husband, an' a man o' money! Damned if I ain't got a mind to climb up by the pear-tree!
human
You mustn't, you mustn't! Go away, dear, sweet Will. An' I'm so thankful you've forgiven me for being so wicked, dear heart.
gpt
Everybody'll ax to be forgiven now, I reckon; but you--theer ban't nothin' to forgive you for. You can tell your faither I've forgived un to-morrow, an' tell un I'm rich, tu. 'T will ease his mind. Theer, an' theer, an theer!