I wonder what people will say about Adelaide in the end?
RAUCHHAUPT
That ain't just talkin'. Them's facts. T'other day the beer waggon unloaded some beer at Mrs. Kehrwieder's—Mrs. Kehrwieder that's a washerwoman hereabouts. Well, my lady comes rustlin' up—that's what she does—an' turns up her nose—she ain't no beastly snob, oh, no!—an' then she asks Mrs. Kehrwieder: is it reely true that the poor drinks beer?
MRS. FIELITZ
You needn't come to me with your rot an' your gossip.
RAUCHHAUPT
Anyhow, what I was goin' to tell you is this: I'm on a new scent!
MRS. FIELITZ
What kind of a scent is that you're on?