"I'm blest if I know," says Jo, staring more than ever; "but I shouldn't think it warn't. Blest?" repeats Jo, something troubled in his mind. "It an't done it much good if it is. Blest? I should think it was t'othered myself. But I don't know nothink!"

"I'm blest if I know," says Jo, staring more than ever; "but I shouldn't think so. It an't done it much good if it is. Blest? I should think it was t'othered myself. But I don't know nothink!"
