Well, I seen Injer—and you're right.
You never know. I took the bob
The days o' Mons an' Charley Roy;
Flanders, I thought, 'ud do my job,
An' me no better than a boy.
But some'ow Flanders got a miss,
An' I came East, the same as you,
Right East, an' finished up wi' this;
I seen them towns and islands too.
But Injer! Lor, it's like a book