Odd Job Man (to Gardener, discussing dinner which has been sent them from the house). "Nasty bit o' mutton this, ain't it?"
Gardener. "'Tain't mutton—it's pork."
Odd Job Man. "Is it? I 'ope it is. I'm very fond of a bit o' pork."
Rosamund (who has had a restless night). "Now I think of it, Nurse, if you should find a flea in my bed I don't want it kept."