FICSUR
No, it mustn’t. But if he asks for it. [There is a pause.] You’d like to sail on the big steamer, wouldn’t you? And you want to see the factories over there, don’t you? But you’re not willing to inconvenience yourself a little for them.
LILIOM
If I take the knife, Julie will see me.
FICSUR
Take it so she won’t see you.
LILIOM
[Advances a few paces toward the kitchen. The POLICEMAN enters at back. LILIOM knocks on the door of the dark room.] Here’s the policeman!
MOTHER HOLLUNDER
[Coming out.] One minute more, please. Just a minute. [She reënters the dark room. LILIOM hesitates a moment, then exits into the kitchen. The POLICEMAN scrutinizes FICSUR mockingly. FICSUR returns his stare, walks a few paces toward him, then deliberately turns his back. Suddenly he wheels around, points at the POLICEMAN and addresses him in a teasing, childish tone.] Christiana Street at the corner of Retti!