and vile he sleep, he make big noise mit hees nose; and Jeem and Fred
laugh, cause my fader make big noise mit hees nose, but my moder ce cry.

"Long time Jeem bees hungry and he cry, Fred bees hungry and he cry, but
my moder say ce have not ze meat and ce have not ze bread. Zen long time
my fader vake, and ven he see my moder dare, he say dot he vill be good,
dot he vill not drink ze vine and ze beer any more; and he kiss my moder,
and he say dot he love her, and dot he vill get ze fire, and he vill
get ze bread, but he have not ze money. Zen my moder say dot ce vill
give him ze vatch vot ce have, ven ce vas mit her moder in Italy, to get
ze money mit, but ce tink ven he get ze money he vill drink ze beer. My
fader say No! vile he live and vile he die, he not drink any more ze
beer; and he kiss Jeem and he kiss Fred and he kiss me, and he tell my
moder dot ven he sell ze vatch, he vill bring ze money, and he vill get
ze fire, and he vill get ze meat and ze bread. Zen my moder ce get him
ze vatch, and he go avay.

"Long time he not come. Zen long time in ze night he come, and he bring
ze bread mit him, but he have drunk ze beer. My moder tell him dot he
have, and he say dot he have not; but all ze time hees head go von vay
and von vay, and some ze vords he speak, and some ze vords he not speak.
My moder ce tell him, Vare ze money vot he get mit ze vatch? and he say
dot he have not ze money, dot he not sell ze vatch. Zen my moder say,
Vare ze vatch den? and he say dot he have loss it, dot vile he sell it,
von man get it! But my moder say No, he have got ze money and he have
drunk ze beer mit ze bad men, ce know he have. Zen my fader strike her
von time and von time; and ven ce go on ze floor, he strike her dare mit
hees feets, and ce not move, like ce be dead, and he say he vill kill
her, he vill, he vill! And Jeem scream and Fred scream, and my fader get
ze big knife vot he cut ze bread mit, and he lif it vay high, and say