"Thornton's! Ar' t' going to dine at Thornton's? Ask him to give yo' a bumper to the success of his orders. By th' twenty-first, I reckon, he'll be pottered in his brains how to get 'em done in time. Tell him, there's seven hundred 'll come marching into Marlborough Mills, the morning after he gives the five per cent., and will help him through his contract in no time. You'll have 'em all there. My master, Hamper. He's one o' th' oud-fashioned sort. Ne'er meets a man bout an oath or a curse; I should think he were going to die if he spoke me civil; but arter all, his bark's waur than his bite, and yo' may tell him one o' his turn-outs said so, if yo' like. Eh! but yo'll have a lot of prize mill-owners at Thornton's! I should like to get speech o' them, when they're a bit inclined to sit still after dinner, and could na run for the life on 'em. I'd tell 'em my mind. I'd speak up again th' hard way they're driving on us!"

 'Thornton's! Ar't' going to dine at Thornton's? Ask him to drink to the success of his orders. By th' twenty-first he'll be pottered in his brains how to get 'em done in time. Tell him, as soon as he gives the five per cent, there's seven hundred men'll come marching into Marlborough Mills, and will help him through his contract. Eh! yo'll have a lot of prize mill-owners at Thornton's! I should like to talk to 'em, after dinner when they could na run. I'd tell 'em my mind about th' hard way they're driving on us!'
