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"
I
beg
your
pardon
:
correct
English
is
the
slang
of
prigs
who
write
history
and
essays
.
And
the
strongest
slang
of
all
is
the
slang
of
poets
.
"
"
You
will
say
anything
,
Fred
,
to
gain
your
point
.
"
"
Well
,
tell
me
whether
it
is
slang
or
poetry
to
call
an
ox
a
leg
-
plaiter
.
"
"
Of
course
you
can
call
it
poetry
if
you
like
.
"
"
Aha
,
Miss
Rosy
,
you
don
’
t
know
Homer
from
slang
.
I
shall
invent
a
new
game
;
I
shall
write
bits
of
slang
and
poetry
on
slips
,
and
give
them
to
you
to
separate
.
"
"
Dear
me
,
how
amusing
it
is
to
hear
young
people
talk
!
"
said
Mrs
.
Vincy
,
with
cheerful
admiration
.
"
Have
you
got
nothing
else
for
my
breakfast
,
Pritchard
?
"
said
Fred
,
to
the
servant
who
brought
in
coffee
and
buttered
toast
;
while
he
walked
round
the
table
surveying
the
ham
,
potted
beef
,
and
other
cold
remnants
,
with
an
air
of
silent
rejection
,
and
polite
forbearance
from
signs
of
disgust
.
"
Should
you
like
eggs
,
sir
?
"
"
Eggs
,
no
!
Bring
me
a
grilled
bone
.
"
