HEAD (satisfied) Thank ye, ma'am. I suppose min like meself must wait till we go to the other world to get our reward.
MRS. COTTER
Very likely!
HEAD Well, as I was sayin', I might be in America, or New York, Boston, Chicago, or any o' thim foreign places, an' you might be in this very house, or up in your sister's house, or takin' a walk down the town, an' I'd think o' some thought, an' at that very second you'd think o' the same thought, an' nayther of us would know that we were both thinkin' o' the same thing. That's tellepattery, ma'am.
MRS. COTTER 'Tis a surprisin' thing, surely! Is it hot or cold you'll have the whiskey, Head?
HEAD
Cold, if ye please.
[Exit Mrs. Cotter. While she is away, he walks up and down whistling some popular air. Enter Mrs. Cotter.
MRS. COTTER
Will I bring it up-stairs for you?
HEAD
Indeed, I'm givin' you too much trouble as it is. I'll
try an' take it where I am. (Takes glass and tastes)
That is good stuff.
MRS. COTTER
I'm glad you like it.
HEAD
Who wouldn't like it?