"So that's how you fix it."
"I say, you'll get burned up."
"Are yer making yer coffee?"
There was a great doubt as to my business, as the following interlocutions will suggest. In Russia I should be asked:
"Where are you going?"
"To Kieff," I might answer.
"To pray," the Russian would conclude. But in America I was most commonly taken to be a pedlar.
"Whar you going?"
"Chicago," I answered.