Yokle. Well, boova, ich kan eich ken neyee bicher kaufa shun widder. ( Granny coughs. )
Frany. Horich! ’skomt ebber. Wos net alles drunner und drivver. ( Bustles about and dusts chairs. )
( Enter Henner Hoffman. Granny coughs. )
Hoffman. Good novet!
Yokle and Frany. Denky! Nem der’n sitz, Henner. ( He seats himself near Granny. )
Hoffman. Kalt wedder.
Yokle. Yaw, ’sis mechtig kalt.
Frany. Dee kelt hot aw so free awgfanga den winter.
Hoffman. Yaw! ( To Granny in a loud voice. ) Wee macht’s by eich als?
Granny. Feicht draus, is es? ( Coughs. ) I ich hob net g’wist os es ebbes runner macht!