Who is responsible for this mess?

[H]e was frequently present at the breakfast-table and conversazioni of Sir Joseph Banks, and instructed several persons of eminence in the classics.

How many of these mighty pines were to be prostrated under that approaching tempest!

Thee's a right rotten skinflint, Barnaby, Victoria hissed at her husband. Mabel and me're going to have new folderols if it costs thee thy whole company by God! And we wants titfers like her's by God! / Wot? / Yes wot! Titfers—hats!