What, sir! a crown?
Not 'sactly a crown; but I was 'specting to see a queen different from other people.
Hush! I do hear my son Howels cry, "Silence!" and they do be playing "Ap Shenkin." Not so bad that for Wales, Mrs Rice Rice.

My son Howels do sing beautiful himself, and do play--Hush! look you at him.

He don't like tolking in the music.

He, he, he, sir! you do make me laugh.

To be seure I don't mean to be marrying again, though men are so much for money.