A punchinello jarred against him with: “Pardonnez moi, pardie!”
The Cow she looked nor left nor right,But took it straight at a jump, pardie!
You will have the complaisance to make my duty to Monsieur Cuffe--oui, pardie!
No, pardie, she not have any knowledge 'till dat me make her de Intelligence.
pardie, somebody be drunk or mad among you, for by gar, me no understand your Vards.
pardie, I am not sure he has not already been suborning some of our curés to go into a conservative propaganda!'
