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Updated: May 12, 2025
'Twas him as saved ye him an' your humble sarvant, Pat MacPherson, bedad." "He and you saved me?" "Aye there on th' Spot of Life. A bit of a thrick as th' ould doc dug oot o' his wisdom. Sure, she dinna work jist loike he said it, but 'twas a plenty t' oopset th' pretty Senestro!" Watson asked, "What became of the Senestro?" "Sure, they pulled him oot. Th' wee doggie jist aboot had him done for.
Here, Jan, Jan, I say," bawled out our friend Frank, to what he was pleased to style a straw-yard savage in the disguise of a gentleman's servant on horseback, who, whilst engaged in the pleasant employment of munching an apple, had allowed the ladies he was attending to canter off some distance a-head, and was then in the act of passing, at a very moderate pace, close by our two heroes, but pulled up his nag at the summons, and, touching his hat, replied, in the singing accent of the western Cornishmen " Your sarvant, gen'lmen both; what 'ud ye plaze to have, sir? though my name b'aint Jan, plaze yer honours."
The young lady got out, and the hold folks driv back. I did not go arter them!" and Beck looked sly. "So! I must find out the name." "I axed at the public," said Beck, proud of his diplomacy. "They keeps a sarvant vot takes half a pint at her meals. The young lady's mabe a foriner." "A foreigner! Then she lives there with her mother?" "So they s'pose at the public." "And the name?"
Between you and me, he's not over scrupulous, and don't be surprised if he lays it hot and heavy on Mr. M'Clutchy and others, not forgettin' your humble sarvant, merely in regard of our honesty and loyalty, for I'm a staunch Protestant, myself, glory be to God, and will support the Castle Cumber inthrest through thick and thin.
You sees, your honour, as I said afore, I was own sarvant to Colonel Dysart; he was a Lord's nephy, a very gay gentleman, and great hand with the ladies, not a man more in the world; so I had the opportunity of larning what's what among the best set; at his honour's expense, too, augh!
Upon which the deaf old grandfather rises in his corner, and pulls off his cap, with the usual salutation, "Sarvant, Sah," etc., and sitting down again, relapses into a doze immediately. Frisbie is furious. "What you 'bout here?" he cries, in an alarming voice. "Bless you, Sir," answers the old woman, over a tub, "don't you see? We's doon' a little washin', Sir.
Before George could sufficiently recover from his recent agitation to make any reply, Edward Cossey, looking particularly handsome and rather overpowering, was shown into the room. The Squire shook hands with him this time, though coldly enough, and George touched his forelock and said, "Sarvant, sir," in the approved fashion.
"Your sarvant, sir, your sarvant," said the grub-man, making a low salutation behind his apron. "Hope you find it pleasant here, sir; spacious grounds cool apartments, sir hope you'll stay with us some time try to make it agreeable. May Mrs. Cutlets and I have the pleasure of your company to dinner, sir, in Mrs. Cutlets' private room?" "I prefer not to dine to-day," said Bartleby, turning away.
There they found the widow and her pseudo niece sitting at the fire; and three drunken vagabonds, for the fourth was holding the horses outside, cut some fantastic capers round the cabin, and making a mock obeisance to the widow, the spokesman addressed her with "Your sarvant, ma'am!" "Who are yiz at all, gintleman, that comes to my place at this time o' night, and what's your business?"
Well, let them turn her to as much account in that way as they please, so long as they keep her clear of the Molly. Your sarvant, Madam Budd" addressing the widow, who just at that moment came on deck "a fine a'ternoon, and likely to be a clear night to run off the coast in."
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