You're not so fond of tailors that you'll send one up to Parliament merely because he is a tailor." "We won't have no tailors.

No; nor yet no cabbaging.

Take a go of brandy, Roger; you're blown." "No, I'm not blown yet.

I've a deal more to say about Mr Moffat before I shall be blown.

What has he done to entitle him to come here before you and ask you to send him to Parliament?
Why; he isn't even a tailor.