human
Now, my friends, we’ve heard a terrible fine speech, that we have, and I agree with every word of it. Afore I call upon our candidate—he’ll be our member to-morrow—to propose a vote of thanks to our comrade, I’ve a thing or two to say for to bring it home to the hearts o’ the men and women o’ Pudlington. Capitalism, as he truly said, is the deadly poison as is driving a nail into the roots o’ the nation: I couldn’t say better nor that. Well, then, neighbours all, what I do say is, don’t ’ee go and vote for no capitalist as belongs to a covey of profiteers, birds of prey as peck out the vitals o’ the widder and the orphan. Ah, neighbours! my heart bleeds as I think o’ the poor lone widder woman as pays dear for her bread, and can’t get no cheese, scraping to pay the rate collector as he——
gpt
Who raised Widow Pouncey’s rent?
human
That’s Mr. Eves at last, bless him!