<p>Do you put a little more backbone into your voice.</p>
<p>^Also, my <em>nose</em> was costive and had the appearance of artillery-powder.</p>
<p>yes, yes, but of course. Your clothes, furthermore, were no remedy for your sickly appearance</p>
<p>Ah, I can now feel my nose.</p>
<p>Yes, but even your lab skilz with chemistry and astronomy and the like couldn’t get you decent clothing, so I got you some sort of place to do you various magical things, enabling you to appease your mind</p>
<p>Your master’s house it was, O cur!</p>
<p>(and even thy language is stolen :D)</p>
<p>…where you have learned obscenity, I grant</p>
<p>Yes, where you and the rats do reign.
Don’t think it strange
You can steal slices of butter
Sell spirits to soda-men,
To get the money you would have begged from the cobwebs,
As your mistress gave up on you as a failure.</p>
<p>Did I not recommend to speak more quietly?</p>