I believe you there. A real thoroughbred manufacturer will get the better of two or three hundred weavers in the time it takes you to turn round—swallow 'em up, and not leave as much as a bone. He's got four stomachs like a cow, and teeth like a wolf. That's nothing to him at all!
DREISSIGER
[To his clerks.] That man gets no more work from us.
BECKER
It's all the same to me whether I starve at my loom or by the roadside.
DREISSIGER
Out you go, then, this moment!
BECKER
[Determinedly.] Not without my pay.