No, thank you.
HOFFMANN
Enviable frugality! [He lights a cigar for himself and speaks the while.] The ashes … I meant to say, tobacco … h-m … smoke of course … doesn't bother you, does it?
LOTH
No.
HOFFMANN
Ah, if I didn't get that much … Good Lord, life anyhow!—But now, do me a favour; tell me something. Ten years—you've hardly changed much, though—ten years, a nasty slice of time. How's Schn … Schnurz? That's what we called him, eh? And Fips, and the whole jolly bunch of those days? Haven't you been able to keep your eye on any of them?
LOTH
Look here, is it possible you don't know?