“I’m not, Sir.”
“You har, Sir!”
“What did I say, Sir?—tell me that.”
“You reflected on my perfession, Sir; you said, as there was some people as always stuck up for the cloth; and you insinnivated that certain parties dined off goose by means of cabbaging from the parish. I ask any gentleman in the westry, if that an’t personal?”
A SELECT VESTRY.
“Vell, Sir, vot I says I’ll stick to.”
“Yes, Sir, like vax, as the saying is.”
“Wot d’ye mean by that, Sir?”
“Wot I say, Sir!”