“Morgen, doctor. Die Frau ist ja awful sick. All night she been having an awful pain in de belly.”
“How long she been this way? Wie lang, eh?”
“I dunno, maybe two days.”
“Why didn't you come for me yesterday, instead of waking me up out of a sound sleep? Here it is two o'clock! So spat—warum, eh?”
“Nun aber, I know it, but she got soch a lot vorse last evening. I t'ought maybe all de time it go avay, but it got a lot vorse.”
“Any fever?”
“Vell ja, I t'ink she got fever.”
“Which side is the pain on?”
“Huh?”
“Das Schmertz—die Weh—which side is it on? Here?”