- Oh, has't thee cometh to mine own shop? how embarrassing. - t doesn't exist yet, and nothing can beest hath bought.

- but i'm fain thee cameth. Thee maketh this fusty dragon joyous.

- save thy treasures f'r anon.

- at which hour the travelling lamp rises ov'r this fallen land, if 't be true yond cometh to befall, buyeth something, shall ya?