JOHN
Naw! [He fetches a long tobacco pipe from behind the sofa.] Wait a minute! I'll light a pipe first! I didn't have no chanct to hear nothin'.
QUAQUARO
Well, I'm surprised that your wife didn't write you nothin' at all.
JOHN
Aw, since we has a child o' our own, mother's taken no interest in them
Knobbe brats no more.
QUAQUARO
[Observing JOHN with lurking curiosity.] You're wife was reel crazy to have a son, wasn't she?
JOHN
Well, that's natural. D'you think I wasn't? What's a man to work for? What do I slave away for? It's different thing savin' a good lump o' money for your own son from doin' it for your sister's children.