New Irish Comedies
_Taig:_ Any little job at all I could do for you------
_Darby:_ All I would ask of you is to give me my nourishment and my bite.
_Taig:_ I will do that. I will be your serving man.
_Darby:_ Ah, you are going too far in that.
_Taig:_ It's my born duty to do that much. I'll bring your dinner before you, if I can be anyway pleasing to you; you that is used to wealthy people.
_Darby:_ Indeed I was often in a house having up to twenty chimneys.
_Taig:_ You are a rare good man, nothing short of it, and you going as you did so high in the world.
_Darby:_ Any person would go high before he would put his hand out through the top of a chimney.
_Taig:_ Having full and plenty of every good thing.
_Darby:_ I saw nothing so plentiful as soot. There is not the equal of it nourishing a garden. It would turn every crop blue, being so good.
_Taig: (Weeping.)_ It is a very unkind thing to go drawing chimneys down on me and soot, and you having all that ever was!
_Darby:_ Little enough I have