"Why, bi wrastlin', to be sure. So th' missis munnot tell me agean there's no gooid i' wrastlin'. It were after aw came back fra th' village last neet. Aw leets o' Martha an 'oo gav' me a bit o' her tongue for makkin' a swill tub o' mysen an' for lettin' a little chap like th' ostler at th' Pack Horse ha' th' law on me, an' so aw went into th' shippon an' set by mi' sen for happen two hours i' th' hay at aw'd pulled for th' beasts. An' aw said to mi' sen 'at it were no use tryin' to be good for aw were clear born to be damned. Aw could ha' ta'en that hop o' mi thumb at th' Pack Horse awmost atween mi finger an' thumb an' pinched him i' two if it hadn't been at aw were mazed i' drink. An' so th' text com' into mi head at aw wer reight served for mi fuddlin' an' 'auv made up mi mind to just pay him aat next time aw goa to market, an' then awst turn religious an' happen gi' up drinking, except at th' Feast an' Christmas time, an' mebbe when aw get treated an' at a chersenin' or a weddin' or a wake, an' mebbe occasional o' a Saterday, not to lose th' taste an' feel on it, an' i' th' way o' dooty as yo' may say." This was the longest speech I ever heard 'Siah deliver. I thought his resolution a good one, only advising him when he brought the matter off with the man at the Pack Horse to be sure to make his opponent touch a button so as to have law on his side, and if possible to have witnesses that could be relied on to speak the truth, I mean, so as to make it a case of what lawyer Blackburn called provocation.