Odzookens

“Here, here, odzookens, lad!” grinned the workman, stoldily, “thou ’lt vetch t’ river up if weeps zo ha-ard. Ztop un, ztop un ; do now.”

“His wife, you say, Mr. Sterling?” repeated Bradstreet testily. “Odzookens, I’ll have no tomfoolery or play-acting. Take her away, take her away.”