Flo Will you be kind enough to translate that for me, for I don't understand American yet.
Asa Yes, I'll put it in French for you, "petite pommes des terres."
Flo Ah, it's very clear now; but, cousin, do tell me what you mean by calling me small potatoes.
Asa Wal, you can sing and paint, and play on the pianner, and in your own particular circle you are some pumpkins.
Flo Some pumpkins, first I am small potatoes, and now I'm some pumpkins.
Asa But she, she can milk cows, set up the butter, make cheese, and, darn me, if them ain't what I call raal downright feminine accomplishments.
Flo I do believe you are right cousin, so Mary do allow me to congratulate you upon not being small potatoes.
Mary Well, I must look to my dairy or all my last week's milk will be spoiled. Good bye, Florence, dear. Good bye, Mr. Trenchard. Good morning, sir. [Exit into Cottage.]
Asa [Following her to door.] Good morning, Miss. I'll call again.
Flo Well, cousin, what do you think of her?