'Tain't much as I want, thank goodness, an' it won't be missed.

I'll have no more doin's with servants, understand that; an' if I can't be left alone i' my own room, I'll go an' find a room where I can, an' I'll find some way of earnin' what little I want.

It's your own house, and you'll do what you like in it.
There's the keys, I've done with 'em; an' here's the money too, I'm glad to be rid of it.

An' you'll just tell Dick.

I ain't one as says what I don't mean, nor never was, as that you know.