HOFFMANN
[Almost beside himself.] Why? How? Blessed with what?
LOTH
With drunkards, of course.
HOFFMANN
H-m! Do you think so … ah … yes … I dare say—the miners….
LOTH
Not only the miners. Here, in the inn, where I stopped before I came to you, there sat a fellow, for instance, this way.
[He rests both elbows on the table, supports his head, with his hands and stares at the table.