The Contrast by Royall Tyler
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I say, Sir, how do you like New-York?
JONATHAN Ma'am!-- JENNY The stupid creature! but I must pass some little time with him, if it is only to endeavour to learn whether it was his master that made such an abrupt entrance into our house, and my young mistress's heart, this morn- ing. [Aside.] As you don't seem to like to talk, Mr. Jonathan--do you sing? JONATHAN Gor, I--I am glad she asked that, for I forgot what Mr. Jessamy bid me say, and I dare as well be hanged as act what he bid me do, I'm so ashamed. [Aside.] Yes, Ma'am, I can sing--I can sing Mear, Old Hundred, and Bangor. JENNY Oh! I don't mean psalm tunes. Have you no little song to please the ladies, such as Roslin Castle, or the Maid of the Mill? |
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