FREDA
(Seeming in high spirits, while Maid is taking off her street moccasins.)
And now for a toddy! You've never tasted Minnie's. She makes them—
(Holding up hands.)
oh, to the king's taste, and to a Klondike king's at that.
(Seeming in high spirits, while Maid is taking off her street moccasins.)
And now for a toddy! You've never tasted Minnie's. She makes them—
(Holding up hands.)
oh, to the king's taste, and to a Klondike king's at that.