Granny. O, yaw! Sell fershtain ich wohl!
Dr. Well, ( motions with fingers on palms, etc. ) now mist deer eppes hovva dos dorich der esophagus gait und dorich der pyloric orifice, no kommets in der duodenum, un shoft uf dee bronikles dorich dee pneumogastrie nerve. ( Spits and takes chew. )
Ike ( Aside. ) All mechtiger! Ich hob geglaubt sell letsht date 'n ferwariga!
Dr. ( Hunts in saddle-bags. ) Dorich dee pneumogastric nerve —und—und—gook! do is es! des is fom Brown sina mixtures.
Granny. Wos! ( Coughs. )
Dr. ( Yells in her ear ) Zway tayleffle full 4 mols dogs.
Granny. Feer tayleffle full zway mols dogs. Yaw well.
Dr. ( Louder. ) Nay, 2 taylefflle full 4 mols dogs!
Granny. Aw nochts?
Dr. Yaw, aw 4 mol nochts!