"You are a rude fellow!"
"Give me those cocks, that lie on the counter!"
"Get your dirty cocks yourself, you donkey, you!"
"I cannot, the oil and the vinegar will run out, and I don't mean you, I mean Süssmann."
"That is another thing," said Bräsig, perching himself on the counter, and swinging his legs, "what is the matter with you?"
Kurz related how he had got into this situation.
"You strike me very comically, Kurz, but let this be a warning to you; a man is always punished in the members in which he has sinned."
"I beg you----"
"Quiet, Kurz! You have always sinned in oil and vinegar, since you have emptied the quart measure with a jerk, so that often two or three spoonfuls would be left in it. Will you always give right measure hereafter? Will you never look at the cards again, when we are playing Boston?"
"Good heavens! yes, yes!"