I say, “Good evening—excuse me, sir; what time is it?”
FICSUR
Then he tells you what time it is.
LILIOM
Suppose he don’t come?
FICSUR
[Coming down the steps.] Nonsense! He’s got to come. He pays off the workmen every Saturday. And this is Saturday, ain’t it? [LILIOM has ascended to the top of the stairway and is gazing along the tracks.] What are you looking at up there?
LILIOM
The tracks go on and on—there’s no end to them.