How much of a raise does she want?

Hands roughened by honest toil.

Oh no, Mr. Drysdale, I didn't do it to get a raise.

I see it in these strong but gentle hands.

Why, it'd be a terrible shame if you was to never to get married and raise a flock of young'uns.

Please ma'am, I... I have felt the muscles of a mountaineer ripple beneath my hands.

Hands that have dug into the good earth, put life into it, and brought it forth.