»Wenn es also,« fuhr die Frau fort, indem sie einen Knicks machte, »wenn es also nicht zuviel verlangt ist ...« Sie machte abermals einen tiefen Knicks. »Wenn Sie so gut sein wollen ...« Ihre Augen bettelten gottsjämmerlich. Endlich bekam sie es heraus:
"Well," the latter continued, making a curtsey, "if it weren't asking too much," and she curtsied once more, "if you would"—and her eyes begged—"a jar of brandy," she said at last, "and I'd rub your little one's feet with it; they're as tender as one's tongue."