THE DAUGHTER. How that knob squeaks! It is as if you were twisting my heart-strings——
THE LAWYER. I twist, I twist!
THE DAUGHTER. Don't!
THE LAWYER. I twist!
THE DAUGHTER. No!
THE LAWYER. I——
THE OFFICER. [In the office, on the other side of the door, takes hold of the knob] Will you permit me?
THE LAWYER. [Lets go his hold] By all means. Seeing that you have your degree!
THE OFFICER. Now all life belongs to me. Every road lies open. I have mounted Parnassus. The laurel is won. Immortality, fame, all is mine!
THE LAWYER. And what are you going to live on?