Really, Madam, small towns are strange places. In them there is no respect of persons, and I have just been making a few calls at houses where they drove me almost to despair; so little regard did they pay to my rank. (JU: Where could you expect them to have learnt manners? They have never been to Paris.) Still, they might learn, if they would only listen to one; but what I think too bad is that they will persist in saying that they know as much as I do--I who have spent two months in Paris, and have seen the whole court. (JU: What absurd people!) They are unbearable in the impertinent equality with which they treat people. For, in short, there ought to be a certain subordination in things; and what puts me out of all patience is that a town upstart, whether with two days' gentility to boast of or with two hundred years', should have impudence enough to say that he is as much of a gentleman as my late husband, who lived in the country, kept a pack of hounds, and took the title of Count in all the deeds that he signed.

Coun Monologue from The Countess of Escarbagnas

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