Granny. Won mer ovver shloft!
Dr. No nemmt mer’s yusht drey [3] mole.
Granny. Wos?
Dr. ( Louder. ) I no shloft mer!
Granny. O! Wos mainsht don for dem Awdorn tay for’s kolt.
Dr. Seller is aw goot.
Granny. Ich drink olly ovet en cuply foll. Derf ich grumbeera soop essa do dazu? ( Tastes medicine and sets it down. Ike sneaks up and tastes also, makes faces. )
Ike. ( Aside. ) Es shmokt graut os wee der tay! Phuy!
Dr. O, yaw! ( Yokle and Shwinefelt going through a dumb show as if conversing and figuring out a problem in arithmetic. )
Shwinefelt. Well, Dr., ich denk mer missa gay.