Annie O'Toole:  Cooking hotcakes , I was , this morning . On me mother 's stove . Himself was a great _ one _ for hotcakes . He strangled and died .
Eric 'Hoss' Cartwright: On the hotcakes , Ma'am ?
Annie O'Toole: Do you question my cooking ? The hotcakes , he says ... ' Twas the air that choked him , just as he said it would . ' Annie , ' he says to me . ' One whiff of that heathen air and I 'll die ! ' He said it and he did it .