A duck! Did you dress her up like this? No, I've got to go to the Robinsons'. They've lost nine today. Go and boil your bottom, sons of a silly person. Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you?
Am I right? Yes, I have. 'Ere. He says he's not dead! I don't want to go on the cart!
The swallow may fly south with the sun or the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land? We're Knights of the Round Table. We dance whene'er we're able. I never!
Who are the Britons? Right! Arthur, King of the Britons, your Knights of the Round Table shall have a task to make them an example in these dark times. Cider! She looks like one. That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of-- Mind your own business!