And hailed his ancient crony:
“Myn Gott! in dese Manhattoes, Loock,
Ve gets more snow as money!”
To which, till after whiffs profound,
The other answered not;
At last there came responsive sound:
“Yah, Peter; yah, Myn Gott!”
Then goedevrouw Marie sat her guest
Beneath the chimney-gable,
And courtesied, bustling at her best