I do nod know any nah-ice gondolier—zey are oal—I dell you, if you lif viz zem ade mons as me, you cot your troat—yes!
I try for speak, but my troat stop up, as if you was plug him wid piece of plantain.
"'Cos, when my troat was sore I was always breaving out loud like that," said Roger sympathisingly.
My plood vas chilling now so I ain't aple to svallow in my troat alretty.
In one of the lines I have quoted there occurs the word "troat."