David monologue — A Desperate Game: A Comic Drama in One Act

(_all this time examining RATCLIFFE from head to foot with his lantern--aside_) Well, this be about the free and easiest chap I ever cut in with; he almost pulls the gate bell down to begin with, and when I opens the door--thinking in course it's missus come home--in he walks, and without so much as rubbing his boots on the door mat, tells me to light him up stairs, at four o'clock in the morning, too. (_aloud_) Who be ye, zur? I know it don't become a servant to be inquisitive--so if you'll only tell me who ye be, what ye be, why you come here, what you want here, where you come from, and a few other _particklers_, I'll be satisfied and ask no questions.