Self-respect.
The Missus. "Oh, Jem, you said you'd give me your photergrarf. Now, let's go in, and get it done."
Jem. "Oh, I dessay! an' 'ave my 'Carte de Wisete' stuck up in the winder along o' all these 'ere bally-gals an' 'igh-church parsons! No, Sairey!"
THE TRIALS OF OUR ARTISTIC FRIEND, LEONARDO DA TOMPKINS
(Who lives in an unappreciative Suburb)
'Arriet (nudging her lidy friend, and in an ostentatious stage-whisper). "'Amlet!"