Enter Mack, the iceman, L.
Mack. Is there nobody around this blessed shop? I’ve been hammering at the side door for an hour.
Mary. Nonsense, Mack! I haven’t been out of my office for five minutes.
Mack. Don’t care, Smilax. I can’t be detained this way. I’ll just leave your ice on the sidewalk hereafter.
Mary. Do it if you dare, and we’ll just try the Susie Miller Ice Company.
Mack. The Susie Miller Co. be blowed! (Coaxingly.) Now Smilax, you wouldn’t be that hard on a feller an’ lose him a good customer like this club? The company looks to its drivers to hold customers.
Mary. And it’s a poor dependence.
Mack. Mary, don’t be hard on a feller.
Mary. Mr. Mack, your language is shockingly coarse at times. Feller is slang.