He filled the three glasses, and handed her one.
"Your health, my tear," he said, taking a swallow of his own.
"And yours," she replied. Then in another tone:
"What's the news, Jake? What brings you here at this time of night?"
"Vhat should pring me here put der desire to see your own sweet face."
"Get out, I know better than that. Besides, if you had only come to see me, you wouldn't have brought your friend with you."
"Vell, dot vos apout so, Sadie."
"Then what's up? Why don't you tell me?"
"You vos still feelin' a leetle interest in your old lover, I suppose?"
"Do you mean Hen?"