Dr. Well, (motions with fingers on palms, etc.) now mist deer eppes hovva dos dorich der esophagus gait und dorich der pyloric orifice, no kommets in der duodenum, un shoft uf dee bronikles dorich dee pneumogastrie nerve. (Spits and takes chew.)
Ike (Aside.) All mechtiger! Ich hob geglaubt sell letsht date 'n ferwariga!
Dr. (Hunts in saddle-bags.) Dorich dee pneumogastric nerve—und—und—gook! do is es! des is fom Brown sina mixtures.
Granny. Wos! (Coughs.)
Dr. (Yells in her ear) Zway tayleffle full 4 mols dogs.
Granny. Feer tayleffle full zway mols dogs. Yaw well.
Dr. (Louder.) Nay, 2 taylefflle full 4 mols dogs!
Granny. Aw nochts?
Dr. Yaw, aw 4 mol nochts!
Granny. Won mer ovver shloft!