Mrs. Perkins. Why, you poor thing--why didn't you say--

Perkins (savagely). Why didn't I say? My heavens, Bess, what did

you think I wanted the Pond's Extract for--to drink, or to water the

street with? O Lord! (holding up his arm). There aren't any ribs

sticking out, are there?

Barlow (outside). The other way--there--that's it--you've got it.

Bradley (outside). Why, it _is_ easy, isn't it?

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