"It's a shame, let me tell you, that a woman like Mrs. Kaufman can't see for herself such things. God forbid I should ever be so blind to my Irving. I tell you that Ruby has got it more like a queen than a boarding-housekeeper's daughter. Spats, yet!"
"Rich girls could be glad to have it always so good."
"I don't say nothing how her mother treats Vetsburg, her oldest boarder, and for what he pays for that second floor front and no lunches she can afford to cater a little; but that such a girl shouldn't be made to take up a little stenography or help with the housework!"
"S-ay, when that girl even turns a hand, pale like a ghost her mother gets."
"How girls are raised nowadays, even the poor ones!"
"I ain't the one to complain, Mrs. Katz, but just look down there, that red stuff."
"Where?"
"Ain't it cranberry between Ruby and Vetsburg?"
"Yes, yes, and look such a dish of it!"
"Is it right extras should be allowed to be brought on a table like this where fourteen other boarders got to let their mouth water and look at it?"