Number 3 chiller
‘To look at them you’d never have thought they were kin. Tiny was 22, but his round soft face made him appear six years younger, still in the stammer of adolescence. Grandaddy was 99, generally lucid, but prey to the stuttering lapses of senility.
Cadge a smoke: Essay, may ay heff one of yossy grets? Thairk yaw. Herpew dernt maned.
Apologise for poor behaviour, perhaps due to drinking too much brendeh: Offly sorreh—hoss choop toffmeh!