"Oh, you are well brought up, aren't you? Who taught you to stick your noses into other people's business?"
"To whom have you written?"
"To the one I wanted to."
"Let's see the scribbling."
"Look in your mirror and you will see worse lines on your own face."
"We want to read the letter."
"But if you are a pack of illiterates ..."
"Listen, either you will let me see it or I will take you by one ear and the letter with the other hand, and I'll carry you both off to the censor, who will haul you before a court martial that will condemn you to be shot in the back."
"Oh, do you really want to see it, Mollica?"