human
There is a Provincial!
gpt
Ay, and there goeth a young Pope!
human
They bear a good brag, most of 'em, said the man.
gpt
Would we were rid of 'em all, neck and crop!
human
Pack 'em off to the American plantations!
gpt
If I dwelt there, I shouldn't give you thanks,
human
Find some land where nought dwelleth save baboons and snakes, and send 'em all there in a lump,
gpt
What think you, Rachel?
human
Why, they're men, just like other folks!
gpt
Did you think they'd have horns and tails?
human
Well, nay, not justly that, answered Rachel:
gpt
Why, maid, said the man who had first spoken,
human
Well, I shouldn't ha' thought it,
gpt
Faces tell not alway truth,
human
He's good eyes, though, remarked Mrs Abbott,
gpt
He's one o' them long, narrow faces, said the man;
human
I never trust such. And a long nose, too--just like a fox.
gpt
Ay, I'll be bound he's a fause [cunning] un,
human
His mouth's the worst thing about him,
gpt
It's a little un,
human
Little or big, it's a false one, answered Temperance.
gpt
There's a prim, fixed, sanctimonious look about it that I wouldn't trust with anything I cared to see safe.
human
Eh, I'd none trust one o' them--not to sell a pound o' butter, said Rachel.
gpt
And by th' same token, Mrs Temperance, I mun be home to skim th' cream, or Charity'll take it off like a gaumless [stupid] lass as hoo [she] is. Hoo can do some things, well enough, but hoo cannot skim cream!
human
Go, good maid, if thou canst win out of this crowd, but methinks thou shalt have thy work cut out to do so.
gpt
Eh, she will, said Mrs Abbott.
human
And mind you, Rachel! if you pull yourself forth, you'll find your gown in rags by the time you're at home. I do hope, neighbour, you deal not with Simpkinson, in the Strand; that rogue sold me ten ells of green stamyn, and charged me thirty shillings the ell, and I vow it was scarce made up ere it began a-coming to bits. I'll give it him when I can catch him! and if I serve not our Seth out for dinting in the blackjack last night, I'm a Dutch woman, and no mistake! Black jacks are half-a-crown apiece, and so I told him; but I'll give him a bit more afore I've done with him; trust me. There is no keeping lads in order. The mischievousness of 'em's past count. My husband, he says, `Lads will be lads,'--he's that easy, if a mouse ran away with his supper from under his nose, he'd only call after it, `Much good may it do thee.' Do you ever hear mice in your house, Mrs Murthwaite! I'm for ever and the day after plagued wi' them, and I do wish those lads 'ud make theirselves a bit useful and catch 'em, instead o' dinting in black jacks. But, dear heart, you'll as soon catch the mice as catch them at aught that's useful. They'll--
gpt
My mistress, said Mrs Abbott's next neighbour,
human
I'm sure o' that,
gpt
Eh, bless you, they all talk and chatter at our house while I can't slip a word in,
human
That's why she has so many to let go out o' door,
gpt
I thought so, observed the neighbour,
human
Why, what mean you?
gpt
That my way lieth down this by-street, said he, working himself out of the crush into Channon Row,