Schercl!
HENRICH SCHERCL.
I pay—and I gif you the balance by a jeque.
REMBRANDT TEMPENNY (with mock despair).
Pay—you pay? But the work of my life unfinished.—What money can compensate for that?
(Sinks forlornly into chair.)
Curtain.
THE END.
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