But I vill put Nechemyah down on one, if you permit.
Dere! Sit still or I _potch_ you! P'raps you could lend me your corkscrew." "With pleasure," said Mrs.Hyams.
"I dank you.

You see my boy, Ebenezer, is _Barmitzvah_ next _Shabbos_ a veek, and I may not be passing again.

You vill come ?" "I don't know," said Mrs.Hyams hesitatingly.

She was not certain whether Miriam considered Sugarman on their visiting list.
"Don't say dat, I expect to open dirteen bottles of lemonade! You must come, you and Mr.Hyams and the whole family." "Thank you.

I will tell Miriam and Daniel and my husband." "Dat's right.