“What are you going to have it made out of?” said Mr. Casey.
“So that it’ll be light I’ll have it made out of cheese-cloth,” answered Mrs. Casey.
“Cheese-cloth?” said Casey.
“Yis,” said Mrs. Casey—“cheese-cloth.”
“Begorry! If you’re going to have it made out of limburger-cheese cloth you’ll go alone,” said Mr. Casey.
Mrs. Grogan—“Wake oop, ye foghorn. Oi can’t shlape a wink on account av your shnorin’.”
Mr. Grogan—“Ye must thry an’ get used to it, the same as I hov. Oi niver notice it meself at all, at all.”