CHIEF [angrily] Can't stand it! What do you think, then? Am I to do your work for you?
PEASANTS' IMP. I can't!
CHIEF. Can't? Wait a bit! Hollo, there! bring the switches; give him a thrashing.
The Sentinels seize the Imp and whip him.
PEASANTS' IMP. Oh! Oh! Oh!…
CHIEF. Have you thought of something?
PEASANTS' IMP. Oh, oh, I can't!
CHIEF. Give him some more. [They whip] Well—thought of something?
PEASANTS' IMP. Yes—yes, I have!
CHIEF. Well, tell us what it is.