Never set foot among us, to my knowledge, since I was as high as the table.

He might as well be a West India planter, and we negroes, for anything he knows to the contrary--has no more care, nor thought about us, than if he were in Jamaica, or the other world.

Shame for him!--But there's too many to keep him in countenance.' Lord Colambre asked him what wine he could have; and then inquired who managed the estate for this absentee.
'Mr.Burke, sir.

And I don't know why God was so kind to give so good an agent to an absentee like Lord Clonbrony, except it was for the sake of us, who is under him, and knows the blessing, and is thankful for the same.' 'Very good cutlets,' said Lord Colambre.
'I am happy to hear it, sir.

They have a right to be good, for Mrs.
Burke sent her own cook to teach my wife to dress cutlets.' 'So the agent is a good agent, is he ?' 'He is, thanks be to Heaven! And that's what few can boast, especially when the landlord's living over the seas: we have the luck to have got a good agent over us, in Mr.Burke, who is a right bred gentleman; a snug little property of his own, honestly made; with the good will and good wishes, and respect of all.' 'Does he live in the neighbourhood ?' 'Just CONVANIENT [CONVENIENT: near.] At the end of the town; in the house on the hill, as you passed, sir; to the left, with the trees about it, all of his planting, finely grown too--for there's a blessing on all he does, and he has done a deal .-- There's salad, sir, if you are partial to it.