Pleading

SHE said: No George, no Harry.  You can plead all you like but we isn't going nowhere.  It's beetling down, it's foggy, and it's altogether miserable, and added to which it's as different as different as can be to yesterday.  If you don't believe me, SHE said, just have a look at my blip.

We believed her alright, on account of we went out for a you know what, and we couldn't get back in fast enough.