Gluck. Your cap, sir?
Little Old Gentleman. I am all right, thank you.
Gluck. But, sir! I’m very sorry, but really, sir, you’re putting the fire out.
Little Old Gentleman. It’ll take longer to do the mutton then. That mutton looks very nice. Can’t you give me a little bit?
Gluck. Impossible, sir.
Little Old Gentleman. I’m very hungry. I’ve had nothing to eat yesterday nor to-day. They surely couldn’t miss a bit from the knuckle.
Gluck. They promised me one slice to-day, sir. I can give you that.
Little Old Gentleman. That’s a good boy.
Gluck. [To himself.] I don’t care if I do get beaten for it. [Loud rap at the door. Schwartz and Hans enter.]
Schwartz. What did you keep us waiting in the rain for?