KUNGU POTI. My father's the emperor of Uahubee. I've got six wives here, two Spanish, two English, two French. Well—I don't like my wives. Always I must take a bath, take a bath, take a bath....
LULU. How much will you give me?
KUNGU POTI. Gold! Trust me, you shall have gold! One gold-piece. I always give gold-pieces.
LULU. You can give it to me later, but show it to me.
KUNGU POTI. I never pay beforehand.
LULU. But you can show it to me, thoh!
KUNGU POTI. Don't understand, don't understand! Come, Ragapsishimulara! (Seizing Lulu round the waist.) Come on!
LULU. (Defending herself with all her strength.) Let me be! Let me be! (Alva, who has risen painfully from his couch, sneaks up to Kungu Poti from behind and pulls him back by the collar.)
KUNGU POTI. (Whirling round.) Oh! Oh! This is a murder-hole! Come, my friend, I'll put you to sleep! (Strikes him over the head with a loaded cane. Alva groans and falls in a heap.) Here's a sleeping-draught! Here's opium for you! Sweet dreams to you! Sweet dreams! (Then he gives Lulu a kiss; pointing to Alva.) He dreams of you, Ragapsishimulara! Sweet dreams! (Rushing to the door.) Here's the door!! (Exit.)
LULU. But I'll not stay here?!—Who can stand it here now!—Rather down onto the street! (Exit. Schigolch comes out.)