Yes, sixty-six.
MARIE
Good-bye. [She exits. JULIE starts to go toward the kitchen.]
MRS. MUSKAT
I paid him a krone a day, and on Sunday a gulden. And he got all the beer and cigars he wanted from the customers. [JULIE pauses on the threshold, but does not answer.] And he’d rather starve than beg my pardon. Well, I don’t insist on that. I’ll take him back without it. [JULIE does not answer.] The fact is the people ask for him—and, you see, I’ve got to consider business first. It’s nothing to me if he starves. I wouldn’t be here at all, if it wasn’t for business—— [She pauses, for LILIOM and FICSUR have entered.]
JULIE
Mrs. Muskat is here.
LILIOM
I see she is.
JULIE