you are too kind, velvel! too kind!
yes, but i couldn't possibly eat this late, or i'd have nightmares. no, no: no soup for me!
i see! you think i'm fat enough already!
what a wife you have!
oh my. oh my yes. what nonsense. and even if there were spirits, certainly.  he thumps his chest. i am not one of them!
"my corpse!" honestly! what a wife you have!
i shaved hastily this morning and missed a bit-by you this makes me a dybbuk?
why would she do such a thing?
on the contrary! i don't feel at all well.
perhaps i will have some soup. i am feeling weak.