“Ripe aigs, at that.”
“Dose eggs couldt smell me vor a veek.”
“It was awful.”
“Yaw; id peen a put ub shob us onto.”
“An’ Frank Merriwell was the feller whut put it up.”
“Yaw. I peliefed I vos all ofer plood mit.”
“So did I.”
“But I nefer knewed pefore dot plood vos so pad to smell uf anybody like dot.”
“We never got even with him fer that sell, Hans.”
“Nefer.”