"Wanta see the place, ole chappie? Wamme play the guv'ner show you roun'? State parlors Looee Cans Looee Sez chairs cost three thousand apiece. Tea room Maryanntnet picture of shepherds dancing Ruysdael twenty-three thousan'! Ballroom balc'ny pillars hic imported special ship sixty-eight thousan'! Ceilin' painted in Rome whuzzat feller's name, Hamilton Mattatoni? Macaroni?
Wen he right afore de balc'ny his voice rung out like a trumpet, 'Right 'bout, face. 'Sent arms. I dun declar dat 'fore we could wink dey was all in line frontin' us wid dere guns held out. Den he s'lute her wid his sword an' she take a red rose fum her bosom an' trow it to him an' he pick it up an' put it to his lips; den it was 'Right 'bout!
He walk straight as an arrow wid his sword flashin' in de sunshine an' a hundred men step tromp, tromp, arter him as ef dey proud to follow. Missy Mary stood on de balc'ny lookin' wid all her vi'let eyes an' wabin' her hank'chief. Oh, how purty she look! de roses in her cheek, her bref comin' quick, bosom risin' an' fallin', an' she a-tremblin' an' alibe all ober wid excitement an' pride an' lub.