"Fire away, sir; I'm very well where I am, and I'm thinking I can howld out agin the hunger longer nor yer honer."
"Your name is Pat Brady?"
"It is."
"Whose servant are you?"
"Whose servant?"
"Don't you understand what I say? whose servant are you?"
"Faix thin, I don't call myself a servant at all."
"Who's your master then?"
"Mr. Macdermot here was my masther afore this affair."
"I didn't ask who was your master; who is your master now?"