OLD WOMAN [tastes] Dear me! But won't one die of it?
WIFE. It will make you more alive. You'll grow young again!
OLD WOMAN. Nonsense! [Drinks] But it's nice! Better than our drinks. Here, father, have some too.
Grandfather sits down and shakes his head.
LABOURER. Never mind him. But granny must have another glass. [Hands some to the old woman].
OLD WOMAN. If only no harm comes of it. Oh dear, it does burn! But it is nice.
WIFE. Drink it! Then you'll feel it running through your veins.
OLD WOMAN. Well, I suppose I'll have to try. [Drinks].
WIFE. Has it reached your feet yet?
OLD WOMAN. True enough, it does run through you. I feel it here now! And it really makes one feel quite light. Come—give me some more. [Drinks again] Fine! Now I'm quite young again.