Here's my sarvice to you--and so when the young woman was toasted, odds my Heart, what does the Squire, but says he, what signifies drinking she--I have had she; thoff he never had her atall Master Sideboard, a had not indeed. I have had she, says the Squire, give us a new face. Had she says the Marquis do you know she is my Sister? I know that says the Squire, and I lov'd her the better for it. And so the Marquis grew bloody angry and run un thro' the small Ribs--a did indeed. (Sideboard: We were all afraid he would have died.) Here's my sarvice to you, a wish a had never set a foot in their Country. I never had so much as a hearty meal while I was among un, excepten a Month or two in the beginning, when the Squire liv'd with some of his Country Folks in the Rue de Butchery--I think they call it. (Sideboard: No place like our Country, I believe Roger, let 'em say what they will.) You have hit it Master Sideboard, you have indeed. Dear Heart, they have such Laws there--why a poor Servant dare not give his Opinion there of the Government.

Roger Monologue from The Englishman from Paris

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