No denyin' that.

I'm on my legs.

This here's a strange enough world, and a man 's a gentleman, I say, we ought for to be glad when we got 'm.

You know: I'm coming to it shortly.

I ain't much of a speaker, and if you wants somethin' new, you must ax elsewhere: but what I say is--Bang it! here's good health and long life to Mr.Tom, up there!' 'No names!' shouts the chairman, in the midst of a tremendous clatter.
Farmer Broadmead moderately disengages his breadth from the seat.