“That lamb you sent yesterday was very tough.”
“Sorry, ma’am. But those kind of things will happen, you know.” (Most flatteringly humble of manner.)
“Yes, I know. Do your best. I’m sure you try to please. Send me—let me see—say, two chickens for broiling. You’ll pick out nice ones?”
“Yes, indeed, ma’am. I’ll attend to it myself.”
“And something for the servants. You know what they like.”
“Yes, ma’am. I’ll attend to it.”
“And you’ll not overcharge, will you?”
“I, ma’am? I’ve been dealing with ladies for twenty years, right here, ma’am. I never have overcharged.”
“I know. All the ladies tell me you’re honest. I feel safe with you. Let me see, there were some other things. But I’m in a hurry. The cook will tell your boy when he takes what I’ve ordered. You’ll be sure to give me the best?”
“I’d not dare send anything else to you, ma’am.” (Groveling.)