Ike. ( Coughing. ) Ich hop aw der hushta. Gust, husht ken lickerish-ball?
Abe. I, drink fon der mommy eererm Awdorn tay.
Frany. Yaw, sell date ich, Ike.
Yokle. Sell is net feel wart. ( Sharply. )
Frany. Yo es is. Ike, drink mole, und no gay in’s bet. Dee Sallie holt der mommy no noch may.
( Ike gets up, takes cup and drinks. )
Yokle. ( Starting up. ) Drink net. ( Excitedly. ) Drink sell net.
Ike. Yaw, ich hop getrunka! ( Spits. ) Wos der difle is do hin in dem tay? ( Spits, etc. )
Yokle. ( Distractedly. ) Gift, mice gift! Grickt millich! ( Runs out for milk. Confusion all around. )
Ike. Gift! Gott im Himmel! Bin ich fergift!