Mrs. W.
He thinks they're coming to look at his machine mostly—and see what's keepin' him awake nights. But maybe he knows. He's awful sharp.
Warner
Sharp? Wish he knew enough to sell eggs and bacon. He's ruinin' my business. Weighs a pound of coffee as if he was asleep. I can see customers watchin' him out o' the tail o' their eye. They're gettin' afraid of him! Mary Ann, the boy's going to be a shame to us. He's crazy!
Mrs. W.
Don't you call my boy crazy. I won't hear it, Hiram.
Warner
No, you'll wait till the whole village tells you! They're all talkin' now!
Mrs. W.
It's none o' their business!