You're weepin', Rosie. What's troublin' you?
MARTHEL
The tears keep runnin' out o' her eyes all the time.
AUGUST
[To ROSE.] Drink a drop, so's to let him have his will.
ROSE takes the bottle, overcoming her repugnance by a violent effort.
STRECKMANN
Right down with it now! Let's be jolly!
ROSE drinks trembling and hands back the bottle to AUGUST with undisguised disgust.