Hans. Ay, there are enough of them to keep you warm. Walk!
Little old Gentleman. I’m very, very hungry, sir. Couldn’t you spare me a bit of bread before I go?
Schwartz. Bread, indeed! Do you suppose we’ve nothing to do with our bread but to give it to such fellows as you?
Hans. Out with you.
Little Old Gentleman. A little bit?
Schwartz. Be off!
Little Old Gentleman. Pray, gentlemen.
Hans. Off!
Little Old Gentleman. Gentlemen, I wish you a very good morning. At twelve o’clock to-night I’ll call again. But you will not be surprised if that visit is the last I ever make you.
Schwartz. If I ever catch you here again—[To Gluck.] A very pretty business, indeed, Mr. Gluck. Dish the mutton, sir. If ever I catch you at such a trick again—bless me, why the mutton’s been cut.