Why, I'll lay my life I've got a better glass of wine, and pay a better figure for it, and can show a handsomer service of silver, and can lay a better dinner on my mahogany, than ever they see on theirs--the cringing, sneaking, stuck-up fools. 
Why, I've got better wine, and a handsomer service of silver, and a better dinner on my table, than ever they see on theirs - the cringing, sneaking, stuck-up fools."
