I won't be laughed at for a great lady ninny.

I'm a real lady of high rank, and such I'll appear.

What 's a Duchess of Dewlap?
One might as well be Duchess of Cowstail, Duchess of Mopsend.

And those people! But I won't be that.

I won't be played with.
I see them staring! No, I can make up my mind, and I beg you to call back your men, or I'll go back home.' She muttered, 'Be made fun of--made a fool of!' 'Your Grace's chariot is behind,' said the beau.
His despotic coolness provoked her to an outcry and weeping: she repeated, 'Dewlap! Dewlap!' in sobs; she shook her shoulders and hid her face.
'You are proud of your title, are you, madam ?' said he.
'I am.' She came out of her hands to answer him proudly.