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 Let you take it, Shaneen. You're the soberessoberest [sic] of all that's here.

Is it me to go near him, and he the wickedest and worst with me? Let you take it, Pegeen Mike.

Come on, so.

What ails you?

Come on to the peelers, till they stretch you now.

Me?

If we took pity on you the Lord God would, maybe, bring us ruin from the law to-day, so you'd best come easy, for hanging is an easy and a speedy end.