human
Come to bed now an' take a little rest 'fore marnin', dearie. You've worked hard an' done wonders.
gpt
Ban't you surprised I could turn it out?
human
That I be. I'd never have thought 'twas in 'e. So forehanded, tu! A'most afore them poor things be cold.
gpt
I knaw right well they will.
human
This'll 'maze mother to-morrow.
gpt
Would 'e like me to read it just wance more wi'out stoppin', Phoebe?
human
No, dear love, not now. Give it to us all arter breakfast in the marnin'.
gpt
So I will then; an' take it right away to the auctioneer the minute after.