"Maria Holohan, yer onner."
"Address?"
"Two East Seventy-first Strate, yer onner, wid this man here." (Indicating Appleboy.)
"Occupation?"
"Shure, 'tis his cook, Oi am." ("Housework" puts down the clerk.)
"How long have you lived at this last address?"
"Fourteen year, yer onner, come St. Michael's Day."
"What have you to say, if anything, relative to the charge against you?"
(Maria mutters incoherently) "Shure Oi took the taypot, all right, all right."