"Well, my good woman, what do you want?"
"I want to see the dochthor."
"The doctor! what doctor?"
"How should I know his name, and me niver seeing him?"
"This is the water commissioner's office, my good woman."
"Ah! and sure I've hard of the wonderful cures you've made. If my poor Teddy had been alive at this moment, he wouldn't have been dead the day."
"O, you want the water brought into your house."
"Sure and I'd like that same."
"Well, where do you live?"
"Broad Strate—near Purchase Strate—it's a small cellar I have to myself. I used to take boarders; but it's poorly I am, and I can't work as I used to, dochthor."