WEHRHAHN
Gently, gently!
FIELITZ
Never you mind her. [With almost creeping servility.] If you'll be so very kind, your honour, an' have the goodness to pull off your right boot. If you'll let me; I c'n do that. So. An' if you'll be so good now an' put your foot on this here box.
MRS. FIELITZ
[Holding the burning lamp.] An' how is the Missis, Baron?
WEHRHAHN
Thank you, she's quite well. But she's still lamenting her Mrs. Wolff …
MRS. FIELITZ
Well, you see, I couldn't do that no more reely. I washed thirty years an' over for you. You c'n get enough o' anything in that time, I tell you. I c'n show you my legs some day. The veins is standin' out on 'em, thick as your fist. That comes from the everlastin' standin' up at the tub! An' I got frost boils all over me and the rheumatiz in every limb. They ain't no end to the doctorin' I gotta do! I just gotta wrap myself up in cotton, an' anyhow I'm cold all day.