Of course!——Besides, you have no choice.
Melchior.
I can reach my hand to my friend here at any moment.
The Masked Man.
Your friend is a charlatan. Nobody laughs who has a pfennig left in cash. The sublime humorist is the most miserable, most pitiable creature in creation.
Melchior.
Let the humorist be what he may; you tell me who you are, or I'll reach the humorist my hand.
The Masked Man.
What then?
Moritz.