One day, among the days, he bethought him of this and fell lamenting for that the most part of his existence was past and he had not been vouchsafed a son, to inherit the kingdom after him, even as he had inherited it from his fathers and forebears; by reason whereof there betided him sore cark and care and chagrin exceeding.

A jeansed mensch comes to the door, knocks once then opens it, sneers his chaw to a windowside spittoon.

Come here's a health to the Hans in Kelder, and the mother of the boy, if it prove so.

Ods bodikin.